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Posted on May 22nd, 2007 by gail helen.
Categories: Personal, Omnia Vanitas.
Would it really be too much to ask that I could have one week where I feel great for a solid seven days? I am tired of having all these issues with everything from my scalp to my toe nails. And of course it can never be something normal. I don’t just get regular allergies or sinusitis. Instead, I get a mass of polyps in my sinus cavities, and so much pressure that I literally have stuff coming out my eyes and ears. Of course, the treatment options for that are thrillingly medieval, and after having seen my dad go through it, not something I want to try soon. Or ever, if I have any choice in the matter. And who else gets to be allergic to every animal, pollen, and industrial chemical you can name? Add to that a mother who once had 11 cats and is now obsessed with Glade Plug-Ins, and you can imagine the lack of comfort in my existence. And, now I’m not only unable to touch or taste cucumber (which I could care less about), but my beloved avocados, too! Then there’s the stomach ulcer at 15, and the perpetual fun-ness of being completely irregular — like, anywhere between three to ten days is normal for me. It. Just. Isn’t. Fair.
Geeze, I do complain a lot.
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