Pass me a tissue

Allergies suck. I know this because I haven't been able to breathe because of them for most of my life. Don't bring a cat or cute, fluffy puppy around me. No way. And guess what... it doesn't end there. When I was in high school I had an allergy test done. Not only am I allergic to animals, but throw in oak trees, pollen, cigarette smoke, probably mold and dust, and get this - I'm allergic to cactus. Yep, you heard that right, cactus. I've been dealing with the fact that I can't breathe for as long as I can remember. Because of this, I had somewhat come to terms with never having a pet and living with a constant state of congestion and stuffy nose. But, then it got bad. Really bad. I don't know what is going on in San Diego, but there's something looming in the air - something allertastic, as I like to say. Anyway, I finally visited a doctor a couple weeks ago and she gave me some stuff that she said would help. Turns out that claratin I had been taking "is like water," as the doctor said. She also said I might have to get my adenoids out. Usually, this would scare the heck out of me, but I'm at the point where I'll try just about anything. The whole taking medicine thing hasn't been going so great though. I was finding myself having a hard time keeping my eyes open, especially in the morning. I figured it was just because I'm me, and well, I'm always tired... but, it wasn't. Turns out my allergy medicine causes drowsiness. It was kind of humorous. It seemed my increase in coffee drinking was beginning to make sense. My other medicine - a nose spray (sorry for the "too much info," info) - wasn't all that great either. It actually makes me feel worse sometimes. And, while watching tv tonight, a commercial came on for it. Apparently they have no idea how or why it works. Well, guess it's time for me to go take something. And blow my nose.