Wow, askye, that sounds pretty challenging. I hope it is easier than it seems, and that it has you feeling better fast.
I often feel like that happens when I travel and then come home, Hil. Something to do with the irritants being slightly different elsewhere, building sensitivity with exposure. Maybe. Or, you know, something is blooming or otherwise in the air out there that just isn't in SF and that's the thing that gets you.
I think I'm allergic to the east coast. I got to SF, and I could breathe easily for the first time in months. Got back to DC, and within a few days, my sinuses are killing and I'm coughing again.
Anecdotally I do know a ton of people who swear they never had allergies before moving to the East coast.
{{beth}}
I think I'm allergic to the east coast.
As multiple job offers roll in, you could take that into consideration.
As multiple job offers roll in, you could take that into consideration.
Hee. The place furthest west that's shown interest was in Arizona, and then one in Kentucky, and all the rest on the east coast. So far, anyway.
My dad brought me food! YAY I got him How to Cook Everything for Christmas and he bought me gumbo that is his own recipe but tomorrow he's brining over pot roast from the book.
And he has plenty of time to cook -- he got laid off. Which he decided wasn't too bad. Last year he "semi retired" and was still working part time and trying to meet some financial goals. The severance pay covers those so he's okay with it.
Polter Cow if you see this How to Cook Everything is a great book for a beginner cook.
Oy. Someone contacted me through ancestry.com, saying she's doing research for a friend of hers. She gave me enough information about her friend for me to narrow it down to two cousins, both of whom have been involved in several feuds with my close relatives. Either of them, seeing my user name there and which part of the family I have info on, would have known who I was. The website also lets you see if someone else save a record that you've also saved, and she's been saving records from people that I'm related to but they're not, which is a little weird.
I think I'm allergic to the east coast. I got to SF, and I could breathe easily for the first time in months.
Hil, I would give my left arm to trade sinuses with you. The entire Bay Area torments mine constantly in a way that I absolutely can't remember ever suffering during my college years on the east coast. Which, other than the sinus happiness, is just really not my home. I belong here, I love it here, I never want to leave here, but oh I would love to actually
breathe
here.
Tons of kitty~ma to Andy, and coping~ma to beth and Matt.
The whole time in New Orleans my sinuses were much happier than any time I've lived in California. Which is extremely weird, considering which place is full of green growing things spouting pollen and exciting molds, but there it is. I blame the almond trees, mostly.
Eta: but California is Home and Nasalcrom helps an awful lot.