I have the strangest allergy issues. Not as bad as Diana, who I suspect can't even function without her drugs, but still strange.
I crash on the couch to do a little reading, and start to fall asleep. Oliver comes up and crashes on my lap, so I give him some rubs and he goes to sleep to. About a half-hour later, I wake up sneezing and snotty and coughing and just a mess. It all goes down just in time for Diana to get home after a late tennis match, and she heads straight to bed.
While it seems the worst of it is past, I crawled into bed and could hear myself audibly wheezing, to the extent I'm worried I'm going to wake up my exhausted companion. So here I am crashing on the other couch, killing time until I start breathing in a normal fashion.
Sometimes the strangest things set me off. When I was in Washington, the fabric softener or laundry soap that Diana's bro used on the sheets set off the same kind of respiratory chaos. Certain smelly stuff just kills me, and then it's made worse by other smells that would ordinarily be benign.
Hopefully I can sleep this one off quickly. It's cold down here by myself!
I never had trouble with allergies until the past couple of years. Now I seem to have developed an allergy to cat fur, but that primarily affects my eyes, so whenever I rub a cat I have to wash my hands immediately afterwards or remember not to touch my eyes.
I'm also being affected by, I assume, molds. Any rainy or damp day results in a runny nose and sneezing.
Luckily, both are somewhat mild and a Benedryl kicks it in the ass.