a breath of fresh air?

Last night, I spat into my own eye. It was quite a feat, let me tell you. There was something in my left eye, and whenever something like this happens, I usually blow upwards into my eye to get the stuff out. (If this fails, then I reluctantly take off my glasses and rub it out.) This time, however, my air was accompanied by a little bit of spit. I laughed at the ridiculousness of this at the time. Now I'm just embarrassed to have told you about it.