Holy CRAP I’m sick of this. Waking up in the middle of the night, dreaming about not being able to breathe, and finding my nose is clogged up like Robin William’s shower drain. Only not so much hair. But some hair.
Aftin, Claritin, Benadryl, Sudafed — I’m pretty much taking everything I can to tell my nose to stop making mucus, and to tell my eyes that no, there’s nothing in them, so stop itching already. So far, however, my eyes still offend me, and I’m considering plucking them out, and my nose seems to be unstoppable and unremovable, so I’m considering a tracheotomy.
I don’t even know what I’m allergic to. I haven’t seen an allergist yet, because it was only last week that I decided this extremely long lasting cold had to be something else.
So, here I sit, 5:14 AM. I ain’t going back to bed until my nose clears up — I took some more Benadryl and Aftin, so it SHOULD clear up, but I don’t want to get up for the day, either. Looks like video games for me!
(If it’s the games I’m allergic to, I hope they have really stylish tracheotomy tubes these days.)