Achoo-ee-oo-eey!

Ghost curled up on my lap.

Allergies.  There are few things in the world that can make a person so miserable.  I firmly stand by the fact that if I had to choose between having an allergy attack or the stomach flu, I wouldn’t even think about it.  I’d take the stomach flu any day.  See, with a stomach flu, there is hope.  Maybe, in a couple days, this will all be over, and we won’t have to think about hugging the toilet seat again until next February.  But with allergies, you who they’re going to bide their time.  They’re like the Spanish Inquisition.  They firmly believe that torturing me is right.  So I can sneeze and sniffle and whine all day, but until there is no dust blowing around my bedroom, my allergies are here to stay.

Someday, when I have health insurance, I am going to go get an allergy test.  I know that I’m allergic to most animals.  Cats.  Dogs.  Horses.  Cows.  Sheep.  Goats.  Anything worth having as a pet.  This dust allergy is extremely new to me.  I didn’t have problems like this as recently as two years ago.  What if I’m allergic to some sort of food that I’ve never tried before?  What if I die because I don’t have an epipen?  Dying in the throes of an allergy attack must certainly be one of the worst deaths ever.  I’m miserable alive, knowing that I’m going to wake up in the morning.  But if I was miserable and knew that unless I had an epipen stabbed into my body in less than thirty seconds, I would die…?  That would be pretty freaking awful.  Gwarsh, I’m happy I haven’t discovered any food allergies yet.

I know a lot of people who, like me, are allergic to animals.  In fact, as of late, I know more people with cat allergies than peanut allergies.  When I was in elementary school, people looked at me as though I was the Creature From the Black Lagoon when I told them I had neither a cat nor a dog due to allergies.  To this day, I know my brother holds it against me.  It’s okay, I understand.  I think if our situations were reversed, I’d hold a grudge against him, too.  I love kitties.

Anybody out there have allergies that drive them wild?  Always wanted a cat, but afraid you’d have an allergy attack in the middle of the night and die?  Wanted to try Thai food, but the restaurant smells like peanuts?  I’d love to hear about it!  We can be comrade in arms.  And of course… if you had a choice between allergies and a stomach flu… what would you pick?

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something to think about

"You know, I don't know if you'll understand this or not, but sometimes, even when I'm feeling very low, I'll see some little thing that will somehow renew my faith. Something like that leaf, for instance - clinging to its tree despite wind and storm. You know, that makes me think that courage and tenacity are about the greatest values a man can have. Suddenly my old confidence is back and I know things aren't half as bad as I make them out to be. Suddenly I know that with the strength of his convictions a man can move mountains, and I can proceed with full confidence in the basic goodness of my fellow man. I know that now. I know it." ~ End of Act I in the musical You're a Good Man, Charlie Brown.

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