Teh Summer Cold, It Sucked Harder and Then Went Away

For a moment there, I was wondering if the body could run out of snot. Sorry to be vulgar, but after going through TWO boxes of tissues on Friday, I was wondering where all this mucus was coming from? Was my brain disappearing? Was I at least losing weight? I could hardly sleep without having to get up and blow my nose for fear of having my ear getting filled during the night.

Then came Saturday. Ah Saturday. The day I mowed lawn for the first time since 1990. There are muscles aching in my body that I wasn't even aware that those places had muscles (I think those places didn't really have muscle and the atrophied thing that was there is screaming in defiance at being awoken). To make things worse, I was reminded of my lawn mowing was always particularly hellish for me.

I am allergic to grass.

Yeah, I know. Freak. So, I have a summer cold, and I'm having allergic reactions to the grass blowing in the air. Fun times. Fun times. The nose blowing was over with, but now it was time for coughing.

And coughing.

And more coughing.

(Did I mention that I think Iowa is trying to kill me?)

Today I feel fairly normal. However, when I cough, it's completely dry. It reminds me of the cough I had when I had pneumonia.

Joy.