Monday, July 27, 2009

Okay, Life. It's On, Like Donkey Kong.

I go an allergist today. I'm coming up on 32. I'm tired of being on a constant diet of some sort of over the counter allergy medication. I know I have hay fever, I know grass and I don't really get along, and I know I'm allergic to cats. All I care about is finding a better relief solution.

So, first appointment and all, they do the "prick test." I came up positive, to no one's surprise *rimshot*

Anyway, after the nurse took down the readings, I asked what came up, out of curiosity.


"Grass, ragweed, cat, and dog."



Wha, whoa, wait, rewind, hold the phone, what was that last one?


Dog.


The animal, that with very little exception, I've lived with all my life. The animal that my parents apparently didn't know I was allergic to, although they did know about the cats.

This is my mind. This is my mind blown. Life threw me a nasty 12-6 curveball, and I waved at it like a little leaguer.



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1 comment:

  1. hey hey...visiting here from 30SB.

    I also am allergic to everything, which includes dogs. (I have 2)...

    I asked about that. They said when you test for cats and it comes out positive, you are allergic to ALL cats. But when you test for Dogs and it comes out positive, it doesn't mean ALL dogs, it can mean just certain breeds -- wish they could test for breeds lol.

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