a December 30th, 2009

  1. Is This the Seventh Year?

    December 30, 2009 by myeye

    It happens every seven years. Every seven years, I have a spring in which I am allergy-ridden. Each time that seventh year rolls around, I’m given allergy tests and am allergic to completely different things than I was allergic to seven years before

    I woke up this morning with my eyes swollen shut.  I have been sneezing since six AM.  So now I sound awful and my throat is sore.  I look as if I sparred with Holly Holmes (our local lady boxing champ).  I can’t remember which was the seventh year past.  It gets so miserable that, in the past, I’ve visited the emergency room for adrenalin shots.  I really do not have time for this right now — and it seems to be starting awfully early.  We have been below freezing every night.  I can’t imagine it’s the kitchen mess — because a) no one has done any work in there, and b) whatever’s there has been there for a long time and I’ve not reacted to it.

    So, please, if you see me on the street, don’t let your children laugh and point.