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June 18, 2003
Benadryl Rocks!
It was 5:00am. My head hurt bad. My face felt like a huge blocked sink full of steaming, swampy, freshly cut grass emanating the sickening fumes of pollen-fogged summer morning. No matter which way in the bed I turned - the solidifed mucus at the back of my nose wouldn't budge. I was suffocating - and I wanted to murder my unhelpful pillows. Somehow I staggered out of the bed and groped and fumbled around the cupboard looking for the capsules in my rucksack. I felt like a drug-addict desperate for the next fix. Blood rushing to my head as I bent down - throbbing violently like it was going to explode at any moment. Popped a capsule from the foil - it went flying onto the floor somewhere. Didn't bother trying to find it - popped another one instead - I was battling against time. Quickly placed it onto my tongue and then drank water using my mouth around the cold tap in the bathroom. It came out lukewarm but I didn't care. I was desperate. 20 minutes and 50 violent, near-death-experience sneezes later I lay there on the bed staring at the ceiling. How long is this daily morning nightmare going to last? Hopefully only another couple of weeks. I prayed for it to only last another couple of weeks. When I was sure that the drug was doing its work I jumped into the shower and it felt good. 3 strong cups of coffee later and my head was relieved and the whites of my eyes became white again. I was breathing again. I am dreading tomorrow morning. But Benadryl rocks! And the BBC says that in fifty years time EVERYBODY will be suffering like this.
A pile of freshly cut, nausea-inducing grass
Posted by jag at June 18, 2003 01:22 PM
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I don't think I will be suffering like this in 50 years. The maths just doesn't work out :(
Posted by: Beren at June 19, 2003 09:13 AM