something’s in the air tonight.
2 March 2007 | maura dot com | 2 Comments
when i was young i was sick a lot. at least, this is what my mother and father tell me; i have vague recollections of wandering around the house in my pajamas as a four-year-old, and sucking down dum-dums at the doctor’s office, and the gray days when i would call out from first grade, but i don’t remember specific incidences of sickness, like the two times i got pneumonia. (perhaps i slept through a lot of it?) what i do remember is that i was diagnosed with allergies at a very young age (five, i think, or maybe six). i was allergic to dust, and mold, and potatoes (!), and dogs; the last one proved to be a bit of a sticking-point for me as far as ridding the house of allergens went, so it was decided that i would get shots every week, and the ritual of me being driven to the doctor’s office–sometimes in plainview, sometimes in levittown–became a staple of my saturday mornings until sometime around the middle of seventh grade, when my womanly concerns resulted in my moving out of the pediatrician world.
anyway, the point of all this reminiscing is that today, after many years of my atmospheric sensitivities being dormant, i was thrown into what i’m pretty sure is a prolonged allergy attack. it’s still raging, and the cause of it is still unknown. it started in my eyes this morning, although at the time i ascribed my barely-able-to-open peepers to my unfortunate habit of sleeping in my contact lenses; since then, it’s moved down and out around my face, hitting my nose (stuffed) and my cheeks (flushed) and even the roof of my mouth (seriously, who caked it with tar during my allegra-and-mucinex-and-dayquil-induced nap?). my watery eyes, swollen face and runny nose resulted in me deciding to ditch my plans for the night, and i instead chose to combat my woes with wine (wait, are sulfites good for congestion or bad?) and prosciutto. so far, neither of these tactics have helped much–instead, i’m kind of tipsy and vaguely hungry, and my eyes are leaking like i’ve just been told some sort of horrible news that hasn’t fully hit me yet. this may be the third straight night that sees me hitting the sack before 11. what’s that about me being a girl on the go again?
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Sleeping in your contact lenses is fine as long as you have lenses of a type that can be slept in. I’ve been sleeping with my lenses in 6 nights a week for 15 years now with no problems, so there, Ms. Brown-and-Pink Blob.
The joke, such as it is, being that because I’ve been sleeping with my contact lenses in since 1992, you have always looked blurry to me. I don’t want you under the impression that I literally think you’re a blob. (If this were, say, Mandy Stadtmiller’s blog, I would have called her a yellow-and-pink blob. But she doesn’t have commenting enabled, perhaps because she’s afraid of people calling her a yellow-and-pink blob.)