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Monday, May 11, 2009


They're baaaaaccccckkkkkk!

The ithcy eyes.

The stuffy nose.

The wheezy cough.

The feeling like you're seeing everything, walking every step and processing every thought through 'Saran Wrap' (thin plastic used to wrap food).

The waking up several times in the middle of the night because your mouth and tongue are as dry as cotton and you need water. (This is not to be confused with waking up in the middle of the night before you starting taking Zyrtec-D twice a day because you were all stuffed up, wheezing, and couldn't breathe. Either way, sleep deprivation.)

The high cost of allergy medicine (A small, 1/2 inch bottle of Patenol eye drops = $30. A week's supply of Zyrtec-D = $15.00 for which you have to show your driver's license and sign a statement that you won't use it to make Crystal Meth. Then, you must be willing to be seriously annoyed when you open each individually wrapped pill, which is encased in a 1-inch piece of cardboard and covered with hard plastic.)

This too (please, God) shall pass, but until it does, life is pretty miserable, and I am not a pleasant person to be around.

I suppose, rather than prayers for me, I ought to ask you to pray for my family, staff and friends. Just don't anybody say the words "environment" or "green" to me for the next week or so, and nobody gets hurt.


Frair John said...

This is the reason why I hate gardening. Why in God's name do I want to put things in the ground and nurture them if all they do is try and kill me?

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Ms. Conroy says it's just trees having sex in my eyes. Makes me laugh - when it doesn't gross me out.

suzanne said...

Three cheers for Ms. Conroy! Thanks for the vivid description. I never thought of my itchy eyes that way.

My laugh of the day!

Jim said...

In a hypo-allergenic world I suppose the trees would be gay? THAT would accelerate clear cutting in Central Africa!


Utah Savage said...

I share your allergies. But truth be told, I'd rather have the allergies then winter.

Another aspect of allergies is lethargy. I know I don't have an on-coming cold, but it feels like I do, so I take to my bed with a good book and avoid the work in the garden which will exacerbate the allergies.

Elizabeth Kaeton said...

Lethargy it is, made worse by sleep deprivation. Ugh! I hate this.

Muthah+ said...

Sorry you have the curse of Spring. Mine shows up in the fall when leaf mold has its orgy.

However I often get an attack on Easter Sunday with all those%%^^(&**^Y^ lilies show up. This year we didn't seem to have so many.

I find warm wash cloths to face help.

susankay said...

Yeah -- we seem to have finally finished having all the red dust from Utah try to get to Kansas via southwest Colorado and now some things are having PROFLIGATE sex. I wouldn't mind discrete sex.

Sniff, snort, snore.

Rachel Stampul said...

At the risk of sounding like a crunchy vermonter (which wouldn't be far off the mark, I suppose) can I suggest local raw honey to ease your allergy pain? It truly does work. Best if used as preventitive, but in a pinch it seems to work on the spot. (We ingest the pollen that so riddles us with sniffles and then our immune system starts to look at them much like a dog who becomes used to a regular visitor rather than an armed intruder.)

Good luck. Hope you feel better soon!