Let me set the scene... For those of you who are lucky enough not to live in Western North Carolina, it has been raining roughly every three hours, on the hour, since the winter. We're about ten inches of rain above where we usually are for this point in the year, and what happens on the rare occasions that it stops raining is that all the green stuff outside explodes in growth. The air is thick with pollen.
I am allergic to oak pollen, which means that for a week in the spring and a week in the fall, I feel like utter shit. And guess what is growing just outside the front door of the house I moved into in September... That's right! A gigantic oak tree. This means, that between the explosive growth and the fact that a huge oak tree is right outside my front door, I'm suffering from the worst hay fever of my life this week. My eyes are swollen, my throat is swollen and sore. My head doesn't feel like it's the right size and is only loosely attached. I'm a little dizzy. I feel like shit. I even got sent home from work yesterday when I came in, and the general consensus between my boss, the autistic kid I look after, and his mother was that I looked like death warmed over and probably could not be trusted not to drive over random pedestrians in the street en route to the park or something.
I took some Zyrtec for the first time last night and it took the edge off things, but I'm not expecting real improvement until I get another dose or two in me. I notice in the meantime, that I feel a little better in places with filtered air, such as movie theaters. I'm just hoping I can hold out until the oak tree outside has finished its springtime growth spurt. This is truly awful.
I am allergic to oak pollen, which means that for a week in the spring and a week in the fall, I feel like utter shit. And guess what is growing just outside the front door of the house I moved into in September... That's right! A gigantic oak tree. This means, that between the explosive growth and the fact that a huge oak tree is right outside my front door, I'm suffering from the worst hay fever of my life this week. My eyes are swollen, my throat is swollen and sore. My head doesn't feel like it's the right size and is only loosely attached. I'm a little dizzy. I feel like shit. I even got sent home from work yesterday when I came in, and the general consensus between my boss, the autistic kid I look after, and his mother was that I looked like death warmed over and probably could not be trusted not to drive over random pedestrians in the street en route to the park or something.
I took some Zyrtec for the first time last night and it took the edge off things, but I'm not expecting real improvement until I get another dose or two in me. I notice in the meantime, that I feel a little better in places with filtered air, such as movie theaters. I'm just hoping I can hold out until the oak tree outside has finished its springtime growth spurt. This is truly awful.
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