Misery
Spring is beautiful, but I am miserable.
To paraphrase another blogger, I am miserably enduring my worst-ever spring allergy season.
Ten springs ago I had moderately annoying ear pain in the spring. That year I realized that my body had decided to stop getting sinus infections and was going to bless me with allergies instead. Maybe every spring has been miserable since, but I don't think any have been like this. (Lightbulb moment: I think progesterone, pregnancy, and lactation hormones inhibit the inflammatory reponse! They must, because that would explain why I probably had 3 or 4 years that weren't too bad at all.)
This year is bad. I can't sleep. I can feel the postnasal drip coating my throat like chocolate dip coats an ice cream cone.
I cough.
I sniffle.
I buy more claritin, take one, notice that it helps. Twelve hours later I take two sudafed pills hoping that my pounding headache will go away.
All of this from a person who is gravitating more toward natuorapathy and homepathy. I reflect hourly on a friend's advice to try accupuncture for allergies, hoping that her successful experience will be what I have. And if I could call and schedule it NOW, at 4:30 am, I would.
I prowl the house to find a comfortable position, a cough drop, a snack.
I blog. You read. I feel bettter. You probably don't care, and that's okay. These few minutes on the computer have been cathartic. Now let's hope there will be a few more moments of sleep in my day.
Allery sufferers, my empathy for you has just increased tenfold.
Good night. Except where you are, it's probably good morning.
To paraphrase another blogger, I am miserably enduring my worst-ever spring allergy season.
Ten springs ago I had moderately annoying ear pain in the spring. That year I realized that my body had decided to stop getting sinus infections and was going to bless me with allergies instead. Maybe every spring has been miserable since, but I don't think any have been like this. (Lightbulb moment: I think progesterone, pregnancy, and lactation hormones inhibit the inflammatory reponse! They must, because that would explain why I probably had 3 or 4 years that weren't too bad at all.)
This year is bad. I can't sleep. I can feel the postnasal drip coating my throat like chocolate dip coats an ice cream cone.
I cough.
I sniffle.
I buy more claritin, take one, notice that it helps. Twelve hours later I take two sudafed pills hoping that my pounding headache will go away.
All of this from a person who is gravitating more toward natuorapathy and homepathy. I reflect hourly on a friend's advice to try accupuncture for allergies, hoping that her successful experience will be what I have. And if I could call and schedule it NOW, at 4:30 am, I would.
I prowl the house to find a comfortable position, a cough drop, a snack.
I blog. You read. I feel bettter. You probably don't care, and that's okay. These few minutes on the computer have been cathartic. Now let's hope there will be a few more moments of sleep in my day.
Allery sufferers, my empathy for you has just increased tenfold.
Good night. Except where you are, it's probably good morning.
Do you use a netti pot? I have found that if I use it faithfully it helps quite a bit.
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Jer has been getting allergy shots at our local clinic for a long time now and I definitely see a difference in him. He used to not be able to breath and always had infections. Now, he can even go inside people's houses that have animals and barely notice it. Good luck! Sorry to hear how miserable you feel. hope the rain kind of tone it down or help.
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