In case you didn't notice

I got prolific tonight because I felt human for the first time this week because I felt decent for the first time. Along with the Mountain Cedar that blew in this week came the following symptoms:
1)the sensation that my throat had been raked over with a cheese grater
2)the feeling that sand had been poured into my eyes; they were weeping, itching (an understatement) and starting to have spasms from the irritation
3)sinus headache
4)runny nose alternating with stuffiness (which is frustrating when you go from not being able to get the snot out and the inability to breathe, to minutes later having to run for a tissue because snot is running out like water from a leaky faucet)

So, anyway. I went to the doc this morning and he gave me the shot that returns my life to me. I think it is steroids. Shhh, don't tell Barry Bonds or he may develop some severe allergic rhinitis or whatever the doc calls it. Doesn't matter, I feel alert and good for the first time in a week or so.

I have my nasal spray, Rx decongestants (which are awesome) and he gave me a sample of some antihistamine eye drops. They burned like hell at first, but they cleared my vision and eyes right up. Good shit right there. I highly promote improved living through chemicals. Of course, that contradicts my Bonds hatred, but it is better living through LEGAL chemicals. How about that caveat?

I did get to hear my favorite Coolio song on the way home tonight, too, by the way. Check this out if you want to watch some skinny college girl shake her moneymaker to Coolio.