It’s spring in NY…not that we really had much of a winter this year, though it was chilly for a little while. But the chill seems to have gone away and everything is in bloom. There are pretty purple and yellow flowers in my yard. My tulips and daffodils have come up. The trees in the backyard have leaves on them…once again blocking us from the neighbors and making the backyard feel like a little secret haven. The sun has been out most days and the temperature is just perfect. People are so happy and walk around talking about how gorgeous the weather is. Everyone loves the spring.
For me…spring is basically torture. The pretty purple and yellow flowers make my eyes itch and water. I can only admire the tulips and daffodils from afar because if I get too close, I will start to itch. And the trees…well, the trees are my sworn enemy. The trees make me sneeze like crazy…they make my nose run non-stop…and if I stay outside long enough, they give me hives. The trees and I do NOT get along.
And so I hate the spring. I attempt to cope with it by taking copious amounts of antihistamine and decongestant…but to no avail. They are basically powerless against the pollen. It seems I’m doomed to suffer.
Therefore, for the next 6-8 weeks, I will spend as much time as possible indoors. I will use my air conditioner when it’s only 65 degrees outside…because opening a window is just begging to wake up with a sinus headache. I will sit at the window and watch the birds and butterflies. I will watch the dogs run around in the sunshine while J throws their ball over and over instead of me. I will refrain from wearing that awesome eye makeup I bought last week, because that will just increase the redness and itching in my eyes. And I will count the days until spring is over and we’ve moved into summer…when the humidity will keep the pollen count down.
I miss the winter…when everything is dead and there are no leaves and the world is frozen…and I can take a deep breath without sneezing 12 times in a row. Oh how I wish it was 8 degrees outside right now.
To all my fellow allergy sufferers…may your Claritan help you breathe and not make you drowsy…may you never have to take a Benadryl during a workday…and may your tissues always be the kind with lotion.