Sleepless in Portland.
For all those that have them it goes without saying that allergy season is upon us. I never used to have allergies before I moved from the midwest to the west coast. Well, that’s not to say I wasn’t allergic to anything, I just never suffered the misery that is allergy season. Since I’ve moved out here, I have become allergic to cats, and to what must be a month or more of whatever blooms during the month of April (um…everything? Who knows…). I look like a goddamned cartoon. My eyes are literally swollen shut, I look as if I’ve just been maced, and my throat itches like I’ve just eaten a large mixing bowl full of Super Poison Ivy Crisp. Sleep?! That’s a thing of the past, and something I get to look forward to in the coming months, but for now, it’s hell.
Allegra? Claritin? Bah. They’re worthless and don’t do a damn thing. Benedryl? Great, if you’re into 12 hours of drowsy almost-sleep. There isn’t a damn thing on the market that does anything for me to relieve the allergic reactions. Enough ranting. I’m so in need of sleep right now that even my ranting is becoming red, itchy, and matted with seepage…
