Misery Doesn’t Love Company…

it just loves me.

We have had the most amazing weather for the past week and I have not been enjoying it. The pollen count is ridiculously high and I have been staggering around doped up on antihistamines, still gasping like a fish on dry land.

For us sensitive folk who react to several different species of tree and grass pollens the phrase “allergy sufferer” is well termed. My personal suffering starts in March and usually doesn’t end until October. Usually an antihistamine will bring relief. Not this season. It’s almost as bad as it was three years ago, before I started going to an allergist for shots.

Fugg…I hade habing do be a moudh-breadher.

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