Curse You, Fall Allergies!!

There's a very valid reason why Winter is my favorite season.

Because in winter, I don't suffer from allergies.

In the spring, I'm a miserable mess of sneezing, coughing, and rubbing my itchy, watery eyes.  Those nasty feelings follow me in to the first few weeks of Summer, and then they go away.  And I'm left in a miserable mess of being hot, sweating like water feature, and rubbing my itchy, watery eyes because sweat keeps dripping in to them.  Finally, fall starts to come around.  Back to being a miserable mess of sneezing, coughing, and rubbing my itchy, watery eyes...but then throw in the hot, sweaty stuff and that's what I'm dealing with this time of year.

Fall allergies have started..with a vengeance.  But nobody's bothered to send the memo to Mother Nature that fall is coming.  She's still blasting us with summer temperatures.  Not fun.  I hate having allergies and being hot and sweaty and miserable.

OK, so winter brings cold.  Big whoop.  No sneezing.  No coughing.  No itchy, watery eyes or sweating like a pig (which is a stupid statement, because pigs don't sweat).  And, I know there's the possibility of winter time colds and flu - but that may consume a few days rather than an entire season, so I'll take it.

I'd much rather add a few extra layers of clothing to keep warm than not be able to take any more off.

Yesterday was a REALLY bad allergy day.  I woke up feeling a little stuffy.  I started sneezing, and then the headache kicked in.  After a shopping trip, I came home and felt a migraine starting to take hold.  I only suffer from migraines a few times a year.  And allergy season is when they hit.

Each month, after Aunt Flo has had her visit, I get a really nasty headache that teeters on the edge of being a migraine.  But, when my allergy migraines kick in... I know the difference.  The headaches I feel at the end of my menses are nothing compared to a seasonal allergy migraine.  Those bad boys bring on nausea, sensitivity to light, and a pounding comparable to a jack hammer drilling behind my eyes.  The headaches I have each month are bad, but livable.

Yesterday, I was like a bear with a sore head.  Literally.  I was moody, grumpy, and just felt like poo. I wanted nothing more than to lay my head down and shut myself away from the world until the pain started to go away.

No such luck.

My brother decided to call Butter and set up plans for Butter to go spend the night at my parents' house.  Wouldn't be so bad, except my mom wanted me to drive Butter to her while she was grocery shopping.  On any other day, taking him to the grocery store is no big deal.  It's a five minute drive down the road.  But, when I can barely stand the light coming in the windows, and I have to drive in the blazing sunlight - it's just plain torture.

So, my already bad mood of being in pain was elevated to "take cover" mode.  I was MAD.  To make matters worse, I had already agreed to cook dinner, and I was thinking that a small nap would make me feel a lot better to take that task on.   A drive down to the grocery store took the plan for the nap away, and then I battled through cooking while still trying not to burst in to tears from the pain my head was sending.

Hubby offered to cook.  He could see how much pain I was in.  He was mad that I didn't tell my mom no, and just make Butter stay home.  But, being the stubborn ass that I am... I took Butter AND cooked.  Basically for the sole purpose of making myself even more miserable by trying to prove a point that I do what I say I'm going to do - no matter how bad I'm feeling.

That's what moms do.

It doesn't matter how sick or tired I am... the show must go on.  Moms don't get sick days.

Thankfully, today, I'm feeling better.  I went to bed early last night, and I woke up with no headache or even stuffiness.  Not sure how long that will last, but I'm going to take advantage of it right now.  I'm going to get all the work done that I'd planned on doing yesterday.  I didn't get my lesson plans done or my grades or the cleaning.  I will get it done today.

Because, one thing I know about seasonal allergies is that they are unpredictable.  I never know when another attack is going to hit...and I need to focus on doing what I can when I can.  

HURRY UP WINTER!!

Have a great Sunday!