Skip to main content

Snow AND Allergies Seems Unfair

So, the weather where I am living sucks a lot of the time. Oh, sure, the summers are great. The winters are awful. Spring and Fall are largely nonexistent. They USED to be separate seasons but now we kind of get summer with snow the next day and snow with +18 temperatures the next day. That does manage to accomplish two things:
  1. It gives me plenty of weather-related material to bitch about
  2. It gives me head colds. Lots of head colds. 
As you can see, while #1 is entertaining, neither it, nor #2 are actually all that wonderful.

Last week, before my current head cold set in, I was slogging through a snow bank when I realized that my allergies were acting up. My feet were cold and my hay fever was in full swing. Which, really, is pretty unfair when you think about it. Allergies. Snow. Together. FML.

In the past, when I was freezing my ass off, I was able to breathe through my nose most of the time (illness notwithstanding). Then, by the time my eyes and nose started to leak and everything got itchy, I'd had a few weeks of nice weather that I had the chance to enjoy. Now, though, thanks to the weather being what it is,  I've been trying to scratch the roof of my mouth to pieces and dealing with itchy, runny eyes at the same time as I've been trying not to throw my back out from shoveling snow.

Please tell me how tree pollen manages to affect me when it's 20 degrees below zero. I do feel that this needs an explanation.

I guess that I COULD look at my allergies arriving as a sign (like the first robin) that spring is on its way and I COULD be grateful for that. I guess. I just need it to stop snowing every three minutes before I can feel that gratitude.
Labels:

Comments

Post a Comment

Popular posts from this blog

Lessons I Have Learned From My Chinchilla

Having a chinchilla has taught me many things. Not all of them good, not all of them actually useful, but many of them interesting. For those of you who are not aware of what a chinchilla is, it is a small rodent about the same size as a mitten (conveniently). Their fur is very warm and very soft. They have long ears like a rabbit and a long tail like a squirrel. When they are hiding behind your couch in order to surprise you with their presence, it looks very much like a squirrel has climbed into your home (through a broken dryer hose perhaps) and is hiding behind your couch. This is only distressing when you left it shut up in its cage in the basement the night before. Here are some lessons that I have learned from the chinchilla: 1. Even the worst book is still tasty (sorry dear, we can go book shopping when you get home to replace the nibbled volumes) 2. You don't need thumbs to open things (like cage doors). You do need thumbs to open metal clips placed on cage doors. Humans a...
Post a Comment
Read more

Why I Hate Laundry: An Open Letter to the Universe

You may wonder why, after so many months of silence, I have chosen to make the subject of 2011's first post about laundry. There is a simple explanation for this. I hate laundry. I really, really do. I loathe it with the same depth of hatred that is normally reserved for spiders and white supremacists. I detest it on not one, but many levels. Oh laundry, I hate thee, let me count the ways. 1. For you are never truly, TRULY complete. Even if I choose to streak about my house so that every last stitch makes it into the machine, I never fail to locate a sock, or a shirt or a pair of child-sized pants balled into as small a bundle as possible and hidden somewhere about my house. 2. For I have small children who feel that wearing a vest once, or looking at an old Hallowe'en costume or not feeling like putting clean clothes away makes them dirty, so my baskets overflow with items that should not be there. Of course, having been put into the basket the clean socks that are still fol...
1 comment
Read more

What A Difference An Operating System Makes

What a difference an operating system makes. As you may know, I bought a new laptop recently (a blue one). It uses Windows 7. My old computer uses (used?) Windows Vista. Ah well, I thought, what difference does the operating system make? Answer: even if all you are doing is working on word processing and surfing the net (and writing infrequent blog posts), it makes a huge heck of a difference. The problem, I think, is that it is so close to my old one in many ways that the differences really tend to stand out. Oh, but I sure as heck did think that I would love 7. That snap feature, for example. Oh, how great it would be to be able to look back and forth from one document to the next. Ah, yes, it would be. If, for example, either of the documents were large enough to see clearly when I snap them. I tend to find that even with a wide screen monitor my wee aging eyes are not good enough to see text without making it large enough that there is a whole lot of scrolling going on. Up. Down. O...
Post a Comment
Read more