Monday, May 11, 2009
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.