The allergies are bad here in Nashville. Whatever is growing that makes my eyes itch on the inside and my nose a non-functioning body part is a very happy bush or tree or flower. Husband and I have taken to taking Benadryl at night before bed so the sleepy start, as the drug progresses through our systems, happens at night. Tigger the Dog, who also has allergies, gets her dose during the day. Yes, I’m totally drugging the dog. Yes, the Vet told me to. And yes, I know there is a non-drowsy version. I, ironically, was on Benadryl and sleepy when I bought this batch and didn’t read the label.
Anyway, it’s made for a weird bunch of dreams as I lay in bed trying to pull myself out of sleep. Mostly I can’t quite catch the story of but unsettled feelings stay with me all day. One morning, I woke up stressed because I’d dreamt I was going to miss the football game. A major, like playoff game I was supposed to be playing in and I totally missed the start as I struggled to put on my uniform in the locker room. And my team was losing as I fought with pads and shoes and helmets and the crowd was angry and my teammates were angry and I was stressed and frustrated and, some how still couldn’t get my uniform on. I have no idea where that one came from. I don’t watch football. I’ve never played football. Heck, I don’t even play board games or exercise. It was an unenjoyably intense start to the day. One night, I dreamt about having to get a balloon. It was a red heart shaped balloon and I needed to get the stupid thing and bring it to this party. The whole dream was about this balloon. As any child with frizzy hair and a lack of assertion should, I hate balloons. I know, just KNOW they will pop in my face. I see them at parties and try to stand far away from them. Recently, I watched a pair of toddlers yank them up and down, hitting their faces and I winced and flinched each time the evil thing hit them in the face. And yet, in this dream, I wanted one bad enough to chase about the town hunting for a red heart shaped balloon. And lately, because of New Dentist and the mythical/possible eleven cavities and a root canal, I’ve been dreaming about teeth. Or lack of teeth. Or teeth that suddenly have to be pulled out and there’s no pain medication or dental tools or dentist around and it’s just me in the basement with Husband’s tool set trying to pull out my own teeth. Which, naturally, doesn’t go well. And then I spend the rest of the dream trying to fix the problem or find someone to fix the problem, mouth filled with painfully bloody holes. Needless to say, I’ve not been sleeping well. The other night, I tried not taking the pill. Actually, I didn’t try. I just didn’t take the pill. And it wasn’t a conscious decision, I was just too lazy to get up and get it after I’d snuggled into bed with my horrible headache that seems to accompany this summer heat. The next day I woke up less fuzzy – both physically; my hair looked great from the lack of stressful tossing and turning, and cognitively; I didn’t have to wade through a mess of weird dreams and sluggish thought patterns to function. “Great,” I thought. “No more Benadryl for me!” And then I tried to function outside. And my nose stuffed and face swelled and eyes burned and breathing became a thing I had to choose to do and I sounded like I was in a dark tunnel talking through a toilet tube and I’m sure I would have been thinking clearer had I had enough oxygen to the brain. At bed that night, I went for the lesser of two evils - the Benadryl. Because, in my weird world, bad dreams and a fuzzy start to the morning will beat boogers, burning eyeballs and lack of air every time.
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Maray
6/23/2014 08:26:20 am
Zyrtec daily!
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allie
7/10/2014 05:39:56 am
why benadryl? OTC allergy stuff like claritin or allegra (both with decongestant if you need them) most likely won't make you zonk out like benadryl. i have year-round pollen allergies and take claritin daily... and yes, i'm late to the party. i'm catching up on your blog...
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ej
7/10/2014 08:09:11 am
Tigger the Dog is on Benadryl because she's also itching from the freaky things in the grass. The vet put her on Benadryl and we're too lazy to get our own pills. When these run out, we're onto the real stuff like Allegra or Claritin.
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allie
7/21/2014 03:44:44 pm
i've heard of taking your spouse's pills or even your kids. hell, i stole my mom's darvocet (turned out they made her dizzy so YAY for me!) so i get the pill thing. but you take TTG's pills? now that's just crazy. ;-p Leave a Reply. |
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