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Yesterday at work, I thought I was having an allergy attack. Every muscle was sore, my joints kept cracking and popping when I moved around, and I had the beginnings of a headache. So, at 4:00 PM I took a Claritin-D, and left at 5:00 as usual.
The whole drive home became an ordeal.
... Focus on the road.
It feels like my eyelids are lined with sandpaper. That would be weird. I'd get little eye-shavings making it stick every time I blink. Maybe that's what eye snot is? Maybe if I don't blink as often. Blink now. Okay, that wasn't so bad. Let's count off 'til we blink again. One, two, three... Gah!
Focus! Focus on the road.
Mmm... is my blood getting thickener? I imagin histamines are filling my veins, crowding the white blood cells that are a symptom of my allergies. I can practically see the wave of pollen rising off of the trees on either side of the highway, the sky stained yellow with their excessive springtime pollen-bukkake. The yellow stain is everywhere, practically as far as I can see. I picture the car driving through a sandstorm of yellow pollen, the stuff clogging the vents, invading the interior, stuffing my nose and mouth...
Focus! Focus on the road.
Repeat for the whole drive home. By the time I got there, I was suffering excessive light sensitivity, feeling like I was having a hangover. I did one or two things, then hit the sack around ten.
Every one-and-a-half hours, I woke up. I'm not saying I roused a little; this was full-blown, "Wow! I'm awake! I could run a block or two!" wakefulness. Every hour-and-a-half, almost like clockwork. After I got up at 3:45 I knew I was having a problem.
Finally, my alarm went off at 7:30 and I hopped in the shower. I started feeling a little weak. It reminded me of the time I had food poisoning -- I passed out once in the shower, and once on the bathroom floor, and spent two days lying on the couch wishing I was dead. This time, I felt like that at 8:00 AM. I got out of the shower and sat on the toilet for a bit, then lay down on the guest room couch for fifteen minutes. Not good.
I called in and told everyone in the department I'd be late, then went back to bed for a couple of hours. Sure enough, after an hour and a half I was again wide awake. Finally, I decided enough was enough and went to work.
And here I am.
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