I Hate Pollen. Plus Also My Dogs. (no, not really)

Posted on | May 16, 2013 | 2 Comments

This pollen thing is killing me.

I spent the weekend in the great outdoors, planting seeds and watering the garden I’m trying desperately not to kill.  We ate popsicles and rode bikes and walked around the neighborhood.  We picked strawberries and were chased by chickens at a local farm.  We were outside all. weekend. long.

And as my reward, I am now battling the nastiest bout of crap in my lungs that I’ve had in a long time.  You know the kind, right? When you breathe heavy and every cough needs to be near a trashcan or toilet because you might. just. gag. on the grossness inside you.  I hate chest colds with a fiery passion because they not only keep me from sleeping, and breathing and feeling like a normal person… they also keep me from running. Or at least from running without feeling like I’m just about to die.

So last night I popped yet another Mucinex and a sleeping pill and readied myself for hopefully the first good night of sleep all week.  J and I were in bed by 7:30 and both asleep well before 9.  Enter the dogs.

At 12:30, Riley started whimpering and woke me up.  For a good thirty minutes I laid in bed and called her foul and slightly unnecessary names.  At 1:00, I realized she wasn’t shutting up so I climbed out of bed to let her outside only to discover that AJ was pooping on the floor.  Since he’s old and can’t really tell when he’s pooping, this means a scavenger hunt for all the poop.  I let them both outside and turned on all the lights to find all the poop then scrubbed and cleaned and Lysoled until I was, you guessed it, wide awake.  And unable to breathe from all the poop searching.  I ended up making a cup of tea and catching up on this week’s Nashville episode in between trips to sit in an over-steamed bathroom to clear my chest. (Side bar: Huh? What? Why do I bother watching that show and yet hooked. I’m embarrassed by and for myself.)

I’m never really good at being sick, but this is my kid-free weekend and I have plans. Big plans.  Plans which include the Avett Brothers.  You know… outside.  In the pollen.  IT’S A VICIOUS CYCLE.

So the moral of this story is… um… happy freaking spring. Or stay inside. Or something along the lines of:

Need. More. Coffee.

Comments

2 Responses to “I Hate Pollen. Plus Also My Dogs. (no, not really)”

  1. Ally
    May 16th, 2013 @ 7:50 pm

    I love Nashville too, no shame 🙂 Sorry you are sick lady. Husband just came home with something nasty and is currently sniffing and sneezing every 5 seconds…. I hope I do not contract whatever he just brought home to me! Feel better! (Oh, and I have TOTALLY been there with the pets thing, if it isn’t one, it’s another, and once in a while in the middle of the night. Instead of just getting up, I do the same, swearing and hoping they will stop, and I always regret it. B/c by then they are sick somewhere in the house. Ah well.)

  2. Law Momma
    May 17th, 2013 @ 8:37 am

    YES. Stupid dogs. Also Nashville FTW. 🙂

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