The environment is an inhospitable place.
Sniffling and sneezing.
Praying for relief.
Redness and irritation.
Itchy, watery eyes.
Nose won’t stop.
Going to smother myself.
Trees, flowers and grass, oh my.
Ignoring disapproving looks.
Medications in variety.
Eyes with dark circles.
That was an ode to SPRINGTIME and the pain of allergy suffers. At this time of year, we are absolutely miserable.
The worst trigger for me is pollen from trees, grasses, and weeds. If it grows in nature, I’m allergic to it. I have many, many other triggers including animals – birds, horses, dogs, cats, ants, etc.
My test: while lying face down on a table, the doctor makes numerous pricks of the skin with a tiny amount of allergen. If you are allergic to the substance, a small red bump will form. I endured. As the doctor left the room, I started feeling slightly itchy. As the feeling intensified, I started to call out for help. My body’s reaction was swift to almost all the allergens.
A week later, I’m back and he’s reading off everything I’m allergic to – one item after another. I stopped him in mid-sentence.
“Is this by degrees, like worst and least triggers?”
“What am I most allergic to?
Look down at the paper and back up, “Cockroaches.”
“At least I don’t want one as a pet.”
What has been worse than having allergies is the reaction of people without them. They just don’t understand. My immune system mistakenly sees pollen as a danger and releases antibodies that attack the allergens. Histamines are released into my blood and those trigger the reaction I’m feeling and you’re seeing.
No, it’s not all in my mind. No, it’s not contagious. No, it’s not the corona. No, I don’t know exactly what caused this particular attack. Yes, I do take over-the-counter medication. Yes, it does help somewhat, but they aren’t a miracle cure.
My ex brought home a cat. Lovely. He was happy. I was miserable. Over-the-counters not effective with a cat in the house. Asked the doctor to prescribe me something. He scribbled on the pad and handed me a prescription. I took it home and asked my ex to fill it. It stated, “Get rid of the cat.”
Sometimes just being around someone who’s been around my triggers is enough to prompt an attack. I was interviewing a woman and my face and neck began to feel itchy. I asked if she had any pets.
“Yes. I’ve got pet chickens.”
I quickly took medication and left work. Before I could get home, a 15-20 minute drive, my eyes were swelling shut.
People without allergies are amazingly lucky. The environment can be toxic when you do, a truly inhospitable place to live.
Standard reporter Lisa Hobbs can be reached at 473-2191.