Allergic to Texas!

Well, I spent the better part of my morning at the allergy office.  An allergy test is NO fun at all.  I was scratched at, poked at, and drawn on.  But this was not by Connor or Dylan this time.  Although I think they would welcome my willingness to sit in a chair while they draw on me. 

3 hours later, my results are this:  I am allergic to Texas.  Ha!  It is all Chris' fault.  Just kidding.  But really, I am allergic to just about everything they tested for.  They do a regional allergy test.  Everything being all the trees, Bermuda and Perennia Rye Grasses, most weeds, all dust, and dogs, horses, and cattle (not cats), and a few different molds.  Wow.  How exciting, huh?  Not the news I was expecting since I have never been allergic to anything.  Not to my knowledge anyways. 

And to put the icing on the cake, I will be having sinus surgery the end of this month.  This was the result of having a CT Scan, which showed major blockage in my sinus, which causes acute sinusitis.  This I did (sort of, kind of) expect since I knew there must be something wrong with my sinuses since I have had sinus infections along with sinus headaches for the last 5 months almost non-stop.  Still not good news, but not as shocking as the allergy information.  The surgery is out-patient, so it can't be that bad.  At least that is what I am telling myself.  I just don't like pain.  Or being put to sleep.  Or having to depend on someone (lucky Chris) to take me and care for me and the boys while I am 'high' on my medicine with a sore nose, head, etc.  Oh joy!

And, the sprinkles on the icing....she wants me to do weekly allergy shots.  Seems a bit much for me.  Yikes!  It was enough to go in once in 27 years to get poked, the idea of weekly makes me a bit sick to my stomach.  So, I think I will be waiting on that idea to see how I feel. 

Sorry, no pictures of my red, bumpy itchy arms.  It is not the least bit attractive.