When Dave got home he convinced me to get out of the apartment for a bit. We went to get some dinner at a local roast beef place but my congestion affects my sense of smell and I found it underwhelming. To try and help, we decide to go for a drive but both of us can't help but notice that I'm touchy. Little things annoy me and my responses are short and curt. Finally at a certain point Dave just asked me to let it all out and rant. So I did.
I spent the next twenty minutes ranting about how frustrated I was with this whole unwell feeling. How I want to go out but am afraid that it's only going to make me feel worse. After ranting for a bit I did begin to feel a bit better psychologically at least and I was able to think more clearly. Suddenly I came to the conclusion that this happens every year. In fact, I was certain it was around this time last year that I went to the doctors and got the steroid shot. When we got home, we check this very blog and sure enough at the end of July I was in this same predicament.
So it's clearly something related to allergies. As much as I don't want to I think I may call the doctor tomorrow. I thought about calling today but I ended up sleeping and didn't want to go in just for them to tell me it's allergies. However, the more that I think about it the more I realize that going to my former doctor may be helpful. I have to be up for a therapy appointment as it is so I think I can handle going to the other doctors as well.
Hopefully it will actually help.
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