Yesterday my eye itched. Just the left one. It bugged the poo out of me, to say it sweetly ;) I asked Mike if he had itchy eyes with his allergies, because secretly I thought I was getting pink eye again and I was hoping against hope that I wasn't. Pink eye isn't TERRIBLE, but with pink eye I have to wear my glasses, When I wear my glasses I'm exposed to a lot more glare. Being exposed to more glare gives me migraines. It's a vicious cycle.
This morning I awoke to a lovely crusty, red eye. Yeah, not so great. Called the doctor for an appointment, skipped book club, and went in to get an opinion. The weird thing was the eye didn't itch or ooze at all the entire morning. It felt great.
I love my doctor. Seriously, if you live in the area, and need a doctor, or even if you don't need a doctor, please, try to become her patient. She takes time, listens, and really, really, cares about YOU. You know how many arrogant, know it all doctors I've met in my life? Being a nurse exposes you to all sides of health care, and most doctors are pricks. Yep, I went there. But notice how I said MOST. Not all. I promise, I know there are good ones out there fighting the good fight every day.
Anyways, my doctor (Dr Elizabeth Weston, for those of you taking notes) listens to my symptoms, checks me out, and declares that I have allergies. I was like, "who the whaaaa?" I mean, I was hoping it was allergies, but I never in a million years thought it would be. I tease Mike that my strong Scandinavian genes are better then his polite Welsh genes and that's why I never get sick and am allergic to nothing. Well stick a fork in that because that's done. I am now a proud member of the allergic community.
Looks like Allegra and I are going to become really good friends.
Looks like Allegra and I are going to become really good friends.
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