In fact, don't try this anywhere, because it's truly no fun.

A couple of months ago, I had an allergic reaction to some cut grass in our yard. I went inside, washed off, took meds, and rested figuring I'd be over it pretty quickly.

Wrong!

The next day, Sunday, I woke up feeling horrible. Turns out the allergic reaction opened the floodgates allowing the flu that had been lurking for a few weeks to burst upon the scene. I was out of work until Wednesday when I started feeling a bit better and forced myself to go to the office for a very important meeting.

That was a mistake.

The next day, PJ dragged me to an urgent care center where I was diagnosed as not only having the flu, but strep throat as well, much to the doctor's surprise.

I've never had strep, and never want to have it again. Oh, sure, we knocked it out with antibiotics in a week and a half, but coupled with the flu that just lingered for a while afterward, I was not a happy camper.

And now, a couple of months down the road, the allergies that set this all in motion in the first place are worse than I've ever had.  To my complete lack of surprise, we're in a high pollution alert here in Phoenix (we don't trust the air if we can't see it!) and reports are coming in from all over the area that people are suffering from the worst allergies they've had in many years.

All this can be attributed to our unusually rainy winter here in the Valley of the Sun. While we needed the rain to help us out a bit with the drought we've been living through for more than a decade, January rains bring March flowers here.

At this point, it's a daily struggle to breathe well and even more of a struggle to get my voice to work. Probably a good thing the career in radio didn't work out.

        

 

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