Today I found out that my allergies are as bad as I thought they are, and I'm thrilled. Maybe I'm a little Munchauseny, as BB would claim--but then I'd be running to the doctor all the time instead of being terrified of them. Or maybe it's because I'm so often dismissed because of my anxiety that I'm amazed when someone actually listens to me.
I went to the greatest allergist in the world today, and I was there for TWO FREAKING HOURS! She ran a whole bunch of tests, explained everything very thoroughly, and instead of dismissing my concerns, told me I asked good questions.
She said the reason I can't breathe through my nose is that my turbinates are really swollen, and that's screwing up my sinuses. And when I told Audge that when I got back to the office, she said, "I'm about to eat my soup. Do I need to hear this?" What, Audge? Are there turbinates in your soup?
She also did a number of scratch tests that showed allergies to the following random list of things:
Cats (knew that)
Dogs
the White Poplar Tree
Guinea pigs
Cockroaches
Since I've been on allergy meds, a lot of the tests didn't break through, so now I'm going to have blood tests to see what else I'm allergic to. (Suzy Q claims "work" and "happiness" are two of my allergies.)
I didn't even know the White Poplar Tree existed. But it does. I'm allergic to it, you know.
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I'm allergic to cockroaches, but I think that's because I start shaking and screaming when I see one.
Carli, I think if you're allergic to cockroaches, you should stop eating them.
I thought we were ALL allergic to cockroaches!
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