Well, there goes my day.

I knew it had to happen eventually.  There’s no way to avoid it forever.  When the grass gets up above your ankles, you have to cut it.  You just have to.

So the lawn guys just came and mowed the yard (I really do love renting sometimes), and I’ve already started sneezing.

I think it’s time to do some Claritin and lie about it.

You see, I’m not allowed to take anything at all for my allergies, which means that I can pretty much count on being completely incapacitated every time the grass is cut and for all of ragweed season.  Sudafed they let me take when I was pregnant, but now that I’m not I’ve been ordered not to take it...[rant redacted]...and I don’t really want to, anyway, since it has a reputation for drying up your milk, and I’m still nursing.  Furthermore, because I am still nursing, my doc won’t let me take any antihistimines (with the exception, possibly, of Benadryl, though he’d rather I not).  I presume that this is a case of no doctor can know everything, because my own research has uncovered the fact that there are actually safe options out there, and Claritin is one.

I’ve had a headache for the last month.  I’ve had enough.

Point of curiosity...I’ve never had a doctor who believed that pollen allergies could be more than just bothersome.  I assume they exist, since somebody has to be prescribing all that stuff they show on TV.  It must just be me, but how weird, right?

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