Apparently, as I'm getting older, I'm developing more allergies. (What did you think this entry was going to be about????) My sister keeps bugging me to go to the allergist, to confirm suspected allergies, and I know she's right; I just keep putting it off because I just do. No reason, really, because I'm not scared of the allergist the way I am with other doctors. In fact, I always thought I had a pretty good handle on my allergies, so it really would be just confirmation. And I always wondered if maybe they'd tell me that there was good news, like being able to eat lobster or crab. (Or crab cakes. Even S likes good crabcakes. And crab rangoon. I really want to eat those things, and I really can't until I know for sure if I am or am not allergic to them. Honestly, if S likes something so much, it MUST be wonderful. That's the only conclusion I can come to about crab products.)
Anyway, my allergies were acting up like CRAZY in Florida. Sneezy, itchy, watery eyes, all of it. I assumed it was a high weed count, because in the fall, the ragweed drives me out of my contacts and into glasses for a solid four to five week chunk of time. And honestly, if my allergies were just bad in FL, who cared? I was leaving shortly anyway. But no. My allergies are also mildly bad here, which scares me. Maybe I've developed another allergy, and maybe I'll have to ditch my glasses for a long summer. That would PISS me off, because I LIKE my contacts, and I don't like to have to change from glasses to prescription sunglasses all the time. If you had a dollar for every time I forgot, pushed my prescription sunglasses onto the top of my head (like I do wth the regular sunglasses), and panicked because I couldn't see, you'd be rich. It's a pain in the ass, along with the discomfort of itchy nose and eyes, sneezes and all the rest of that allergy crap.
And don't tell me that the answer is Lasik eye surgery, because I'm terrified of that (dear god, what if I couldn't see afterward? What if there was some sort of catastrophic error? Not being able to read? Life over.) and don't consider it as a very real possibility. The risk seems too great to me right now.
Maybe I'll call my aunt and see if I can't get a referral to an allergist. Might as well, I guess. (And if I can eat crab, I'm going to go out for that very first meal and try it. But I'm not holding my breath on that one. I do think I'm allergic to shellfish.)
Update: So, I made an appointment with an allergist. Let's find out what I'm allergic to.
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