Lovely Spring Time…
Yes, lovely spring time. Warm days, cool nights, beautiful flowers and allergies.
Yeah apparently that is why I look like I got punched in the eyes and instead of changing to various shades of purple they are various shades of red. Man do they itch. Where is the new scrub brush? This ones completely worn through.
Here I was just thinking that I was looking a little icky under the eyes. You know those dark under eyes. Thinking that it marred my ‘perfect’ complexion. Yeah right. I have never had a perfect complexion. Never will. Trying to adjust to reality and move on. So now with allergies I have puffyness there. Instant collagen injection without the pain or Dr. bill. yay right… wrong.
Perpetual itch. Like the dog with the migrating flea that seems to itch himself until you expect to see a bare spot. The itch that will drive you insane until you scratched yourself raw. Not a pretty sight.
So how do allergy sufferers deal? I am new to this whole thing. I apparently was allergy free or oblivious. How do they not look like the living dead or some other such horrid creature? My guess is perfectly timed drugs. I am of course not used to this so don’t have a drug of choice much less a perfect timing system to completely avoid any adverse flare ups.
So now to be sure to dose myself up until I can find the tree, bush or flower that is reeking havoc all over my face.
