Curses. After fighting a cold for the past month or so, I started feeling puny a few nights ago. While not a full cold (yet, knock wood), but I do have hives. I started noticing itchy bumps Tuesday night and didn’t think much of it. Yesterday morning, I wrote those same bumps off as contact dermatitis, likely from the new soap and/or shampoo we bought over the weekend. By yesterday afternoon, I realized almost my entire body was covered. An oatmeal bath and two Benadryl helped me sleep last night, but I’m still itching this morning. I’m taking it easy today (read: doing laundry, reading books, and sitting around) and hoping that my body sorts itself out.
That gun’s name is Allergies.
Allergies have been the sources of almost all of my upper respiratory issues over the last year. I suspected they were the problem, but tried to deny it since the 10 years of allergy shots I endured growing up were awful.
I finally bit the bullet and I had my first visit with my new ENT doctor last week and went for testing yesterday. My arms are now covered in red dots. I have some new medications in my arsenal and I’m starting sublingual drops in two weeks. Sublingual drops are new on the scene and my out-of-pocket expense for those (which can be administered at home) are about the same for the equivalent copays for office administered shots.
I’m thankful to know that it’s something that can be treated. By April, I should be off almost all the medicines (except nose sprays on an as needed basis) and should be feeling better.
It’s time to get my fall/winter running started now that I can breathe though my nose.