Shower: 10 mins.
Hey, it’s the small victories.
The good news is, Olivia is doing awesome and is recovering like a champ. I’m not sure I can even call what she’s doing “recovering” since her surgery was barely a blip on her 5-year-old radar. The kid amazes me, that’s all there is to it.
I’m going to just get my complaining out of the way now and move on because no one likes to listen to a complainy-puss drone on about their problems, and I really appreciate y’all and would love for you to stick around.
So anyway, in addition to that little infection gettin’ all cozy up in my sinuses, I sort of have crazy-freak-show skin. What can I say? It’s a great party trick.
Not to brag, but I produce WAY more histamines than the average Joe. I know, I know, it sounds SUPER fun, but you should not covet thy neighbor. Trust me, I have enough histamines to share and I would gladly give you my surplus if I could.
This all started a couple of years ago after an allergic reaction I had to an antibiotic. Apparently my system went into overdrive and I’ve become hugely dependent on Zyrtec allergy medicine. It’s like a drug, people. Oh wait, lame analogy. It IS a drug.
Anyway, I have to take it every single day, first thing in the morning. By noon, if I’ve forgotten to take it my body starts screaming at me in the form of red, itchy skin. It’s super rad.
Blah blah blah, I’ve got an appointment next week with an allergist to do a full allergy screening. Where it gets fun, though, is that in order for them to get an accurate reading I have to be OFF my meds for a week. A WEEK, people!
In summary, I’m itchy, snuffley, sneezy, sinus-pressurey and that’s all I’m gonna say about it. Because in the Grand Scheme Of Things, it could be a lot worse.
So I am done and DONE.
And the best part? TOMORROW IS A NEW DAY, DAMMIT!