Written by David Sisson
The days leading out of the wet season are a herald of a dark time. The pollination of flowers and trees, the cat shedding her winter coat…all things lead to an inconceivably painful era.
I was 23 when my body could no longer resist the inevitable. That spring I was incapacitated. My eyes constantly burned, mucus flowed from my face, my head ached constantly. It was the worst. I was eating store-brand Chlortabs like they were Tic-Tacs. Nothing helped.
Over the years, my body has grown stronger against the seasonal changes and I’ve learned better ways to deal with allergies, but it always hits me unexpectedly. For the past two days, I’ve been miserable. I slept for something like 16 hours yesterday. It’s not been a fun time.
My sinuses are beginning to clear and my head only throbs most of the time. I will recover, I will be stronger! At least, that’s what I keep telling myself…