There are tears streaming down my face and I’m apparently helpless to do anything about it. When I’m at home alone, I just let them go, but when I’m out, I dab away at them. Does anyone even notice? They are more of a bother to me than anyone else.
Yes, it’s allergy season and there’s all this yuck moving around inside, willing to take any available outlet to explode on the outside. We allergy sufferers have instant and complete sympathy for anyone else who’s afflicted. But people who don’t have allergies, haven’t a clue. They must think it’s attention getting drama on our part.
But the truth of the matter is it spins my world. All the things that were simple and reasonable to do cannot be done. Oh there’s a soccer game? How long am I going to have to sit out in that? Pool party? Outdoor mall? Picnic in the park? Hiking? Biking? Take a walk? Are you crazy? Nope, I’m in my house, shut in like Anne Frank. And still sneezing! There’s no hiding.
Where’s the relief? Surely there is something to do, take or apply that will calm the storm! Surely something has been invented that works. Ok so I’m not much of a doctor happy person. I’m like the dog laying on the nail, complaining, but not irritated enough to get up and do something about it.
But I do talk to other allergy sufferers and I ask a lot of questions. I try and pick up on the things other people do that seem to help. But nobody has a lot of ideas. People take different things, some work better than others. Some people have taken the weekly shots, but that only seems to make it worse. The theory behind that I think it to give you so much of what you’re allergic to that you build up an immunity. But walking around with an epi-pin and a wing and a prayer doesn’t appeal to me.
Allergies are not a new thing. I remember my dad used to have them bad. My mom would get all us kids pulling the weeds in the yard so my dad wouldn’t have to suffer as much, but even so, I remember him missing some of those fun family things we would be doing. Now it’s me missing things. Missing spring. Missing the best weather we ever have. Missing the beauty of rebirth. Because that is out to kill me.
The drug companies have a lot of options out there for us to take and we take them all. So little relief. Their pockets are filled with our money so they are happy. We are not. We suffer. Our lives are stalled. We lock ourselves in and hide away pretending we are normal. It is my belief that there is no intent on the part of drug companies to give us relief...only the need to take more of what does not work for us. Keep suffering America and we’ll keep taking your money.
So we continue to blast out mind blowing sneezes and wheezes and coughing, choking, snot blowing til our noses are raw and we pray for heat. And fast!
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