I've had some difficulty figuring out what to write lately. Normally stuff just flows, but not so much the last couple of weeks. It's annoying, really; I dislike these big gaps of nothing much in my blog. I decided that I’d just sit down and see what happens.
So, Easter happened. I spent a ton of time outdoors that day and then, conveniently, neglected to take my allergy meds (and yes, I know better…thank you for your concern) so I woke up Monday with a very irritated frog in my throat. By Tuesday, I had no voice at all. I actually had to forward my work phone to someone else for the day. I felt OK – but just couldn't talk. By Thursday, it had started moving to my chest (woo hoo!) and I was dragging, big time. I just couldn't get outta my own way. So, I begged forgiveness from my boss and went home and slept a good portion of the afternoon, and then all night. By Friday, I was feeling better. More rested.
Then, night before last, I coughed all night long. It was so much fun. That dry, tickly, unproductive, spasmodic cough, so as soon as I started to settle or drift off, I would cough. Then I'd drift again. And cough. All. Night. Long. I’m sure no one in my house got much sleep that night. By yesterday morning, my chest hurt and I had circles under my eyes that looked like bruises and I was dragging again.
I took myself to the doc, who agreed with me that I was not sick, just suffering from allergies (see? I told you!) but who also decided that I needed something to help the cough. Enter strong cough medicine and a very early bed-time and I drifted away about 6:30 or 7:00 and slept all night! And I didn't cough…much. Hubby wanted to know if I was foggy in my head this morning after having taken the meds, but no, actually, I feel OK. Still coughing, but it’s actually not so annoying today and my chest doesn't hurt as much.
It’s amazing to me what allergies can do to a body – and I live in one of the worst places imaginable for allergy-sufferers like me. The thing is, though, I don’t want to live anywhere else. I love where I live. It's absolutely beautiful here. Almost every single day I drive home and thank my lucky stars that I am able to live here, see the beauty, every day. Lots of people have to drive a significant way to see what I see daily. So yeah, allergies suck. And sometimes allergies become something more – like sinus infections or upper-respiratory infections and the like. But, I'll deal with it. Because, truth be told, I’m happy where I am.