Attack of the Allergies!

Pardon my absence from here, but I've had my face buried in tissues!

I never had allergies when I was growing up, but somewhere in my twenties I noticed that during the spring and fall I'd sneeze a little more then usual, and my eyes would become red and itchy. I hit my thirties though, and that was it, I spend more time with my face in a tissue then anything else.

I thought at first I was going to get the cold that the little man woke up with one morning. He had a terrible cough, and with RSV and Croup running rampant around here, I made a call to the doctor to make sure it was nothing more then a simple cold. Luckily, she was able to diagnose over the phone based on his symptoms that he didn't have anything to be concerned about, and instructed me to let it run its course. Of course, after Christmas time and the endless bouts of illness we had around here, I thought we would get a reprieve, but not so much. I knew with his coughing and sneezing on me, I was going to get it too.

However, it seems allergies got to me first. Last week we had a day of terrible wind, and after that I couldn't leave the house without the eyes watery like I was crying and sneezing almost uncontrollably. Along with that, my nose decided it had enough, and seemed to close up on me, making it impossible to breathe, eat, drink, or sleep. Thank goodness for that new Advil Congestion Relief. I wonder if I can get an endorsement deal....

Anywho, with a sick baby and a sick mommy, I know we haven't been the easiest for hubby to live with. This past week I had just a handful of sleep between being up with the baby who was miserable, and then being up myself because I couldn't breathe. The other night I was so miserable and just wanted to sleep, but had the baby up and I just started crying. It was as though my body just couldn't handle anymore of not feeling well and not sleeping. I usually can handle being sick pretty well, but this allergy/cold attack was really taking its toll on me.

The little man is finally feeling better to where he is able to sleep through the night again, and my nose has finally decided to unstuff itself enough to allow me to eat, drink, and thank goodness, get some much needed sleep! I slept so hard that I didn't even know hubby had gotten up for work, got dressed, and left! I even started feeling human enough to cook dinner last night, although I can't smell anything. This has become helpful though in not being able to smell dirty diapers, however now I have to constantly wrangle him for enough time to check his pants to make sure he hasn't gone. I'll know when I am well again when I get a whiff of that as he runs past me.