11 problems you face with seasonal allergies

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Please, just let me be able to breath in peace!


It happens every single year, but it is almost as if you can never fully plan for it. You'll be fine one day, then BAM. Your nose is flowing quicker than Niagara Falls. Nothing is able to come to your aid, and you just have to suffer for the next several months. Do no fear though, others much like yourself are in that same boat and feel these problems as well.

1. BOGO Kleenex's are a blessing

I can easily go through a Kleenex box in less than a day at the height of pollen allergy season. So thank you Publix for having them BOGO so I can shove several into my cart.

2. Sneezing so hard you get a headache

I swear this happens at least once a day, and I'm not sure how I am still alive.

3. Normal allergy medicine is a joke

Sure, my friends can take it an be fine, but even my prescription allergy medicine barely alleviates my symptoms.

4. Bloodshot eyes

After the 121st time sneezing, your eyes are bloodshot beyond belief. Now people are looking at you and judging you for different reasons.

5. Trying to hold in a sneeze when in class

I don't know about you, but I hate sneezing in a lecture hall. You instantly become the center of unwanted attention after sneezing, and even more so after the 30th time.

6. Morning drainage

Everything is fine...until you finally sit up from bed and all hell breaks loose.

7. The annoying one sided drip

I already hate it when my nose is running, but one does it always just have to be ONE SIDE???

8. Everyone thinks you are contagious

No, I cannot give you my allergies. Though, I really wish I could so I would not have to deal with them.

9. Followed by, are you sure?

No, I was joking, you are going to catch it and die now.

10. Dry nose problems

After blowing your nose for the 500000 time, it has become so raw the skin is peeling off. Now you're just wondering if people are staring at a piece of skin hanging on your nose or they just really like your face.

11. Enjoying the 5 seconds of breathing through your nose

It never last long, but it is a great relief.

Seasonal allergies suck. There is no way to prevent them. but we can all get through this together.

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9 Important Lessons I Learned When I Almost Died

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Missing the first day of a class is usually frowned upon, but if you are in the intensive care unit, it is excused, which I found out on September 7, 2017. My first day of classes this past fall started like any other, until my body shut down, and I entered a complete state of delirium--and that is when I was rushed to the emergency room. After having multiple needles stabbed in me, tests run, and different doctors looking me over, in the room with all glass windows labeled “critical”, I was shuffled to the intensive care unit. Once there, I was informed that if my body did not respond to this round of treatment, I would be airlifted to either Madison or Milwaukee. The second intensive care unit doctor finally diagnosed with a rare and deadly disease called Steven Johnson’s Syndrome (whatever you do, do NOT google it and hit images, please) and I got extremely lucky. I got to spend my first night ever overnight in the intensive care unit, and I almost had my own personal plane—how’s that for a couple “first’s?!” This disease is caused by an adverse reaction to medication that causes the body to internally and externally burn and is a form of toxic epidermal necrolysis. I walked out of the hospital with minimal physical abnormalities, for most of my damage was believed to be internal. I’ve got a couple scars, my eyesight is damaged—but I am so lucky to be alive, and the lessons that this terrible time taught me have changed my life for the better. My day to day life is mildly if at all affected, therefore I refuse to let this disease get the best of me; I am not dying, it will not kill me as long as I follow precautions, and I don’t want your pity. I HAD a short-term illness, which caused me to have long term epiphanies; a win-win situation, if you ask me (not really, but you get the idea).

1. Be Selfish—Make Some time for YOURSELF.

Prior to my little tango with illness, I was the queen of people pleasing, or maybe the princess, but either way you get the gist. I’m still struggling with this, but I’ve definitely learned that it is okay to be a little selfish at times and worry about yourself. If you don’t feel like going out, don’t go out; if you don’t feel like hanging out with someone, don’t hang out with them. Nifty! I spent so much time trying to make everyone else happy, I ignored the pain in my body and convinced myself that I was overreacting.

2. You Find Out Who is Truly There for You

In life, we all have friends who will come to parties with us, who will come to the mall with us and who will grab lunch with us. However, true colors begin to shine through once you are sick, because you are no longer “fun”. The true friends, though, are the ones that will hold your hand as you get scary test results, who will ask how your doctor’s appointments went, and who will understand when you can’t go out because you simply do not feel well. The people who stay silent are the people that need to be silenced from your life—because anyone who can abandon you in this time is not worth it. We are all busy and all have busy lives, but I will always remember who was there for me in my greatest time of need. The people who hear you when you are silent are the people to keep in your life.

3. Until It Happens to You, You Won't Get It

I would always get annoyed when people said this to me, because what made them think they were so superior because they had struggled more than I? However, it is true; until something traumatic of this sort happens to you, your empathy will never be at the level of the victim—and that is okay. I would not wish the pain I endured upon my greatest enemy, and I would not want anyone to suffer what I suffered through. But being sensitive and mindful with your words goes a long way, and sometimes your presence is all that is needed; there is nothing you can say or do to fix me, so do not try to fill the silence with a story of a time you had a really crazy flu and “you totally get it”, because you simply do not. You learn a lot about yourself when you have to email your professors and explain that you’re in the ICU so you might not *~ make it to classes for a bit, but life’s a rollercoaster. When you hear someone telling you about an awful event that happened to them, LISTEN.

4. Asking for Help Does NOT Make You Weak.

Personally, this was probably (and still is) the most difficult aspect of being sick. Asking for help and displaying vulnerability is my least favorite activity, but with my newfound illness I found myself needing to ask for help more than I wished. Luckily, I was blessed with some of the most amazing friends who served as my family during these times. My roommate cared for me post surgery, and dealt with my Vicodin-induced mood swings (prior to learning I am also allergic to Vicodin). My poor mother catered to my needs at home, and my dad drove forty-five minutes’ home from work to take me to the hospital in the middle of the day. If I didn’t ask for help these times, I may no longer be here or be able to live comfortably.

5. Don't Dwell on Things You Can't Change

Dwelling on aspects and issues that cannot be changed is a waste of brain power. I can’t undo what happened to my body, I can’t magically get my perfect vision back, and I also can’t magically make people care about me. I could obsess over my misdiagnosis, or my pain; but what’s the point? It’s not enjoyable breaking out in hives in public for undetermined reasons, but I can’t change any of this, and life is too damn short to worry about it. There are always going to be super miserable circumstances in life, and we just have to accept what we can’t change. On a lighter note, the only soap I am now not allergic to is a hypoallergenic and scentless formula that comes in the beautiful shape of a Dove bar; for those of you who know me, you know how hard it was to ditch my scent-overloaded body wash, but there are just some things you can’t change. Sigh.

6. Everything Actually Does Happen for a Reason

When I missed a few day of classes on the first day, I felt like my life was over; but my life was simply beginning. I feared professors would be rude and condescending, and I received the opposite; they were nurturing, warm, and extremely understanding of my unique situation. At the time, my major was something I picked because it’s what I thought I sold do; my heart was not in it. Upon getting sick, I grew very close to one of my professors in particular whom gave me the courage to follow my dreams. She may not explicitly know this, but it is her class that gave me the strength to do what makes my soul happy. Without my illness, I never would have grown so close to her, and gained such an amazing role model, and in the famous words of Ma Ingalls herself “all’s well it ends well.” Silver lining, people; sometimes it’s hidden under layers of unfortunate events, but you will eventually find it.

7. Do What ACTUALLY Makes Your Soul Happy

Before getting sick, I was trying to obtain a degree I wasn’t passionate about because it made a lot of money as opposed to pursuing a degree in my passion, which is writing. Journalism is a major that is often down-played and treated “inferior” to most other degrees, especially with all of the “Fake News” (ha) out there; but the power of words is one that will always yield an immense power—do what makes your soul happy, not your wallet. When I saw my life flash before my eyes, I realized that life is too damn short to waste another moment doing something I had no interest in.

8. People Will Abandon You

I’m just going to be blunt here, more often than not, I feel like a massive burden to people. It may be paranoia at times, but many simply do not understand that my silence doesn’t mean I’m not in pain, it just means I’m tired of talking to an empty room of blank faces. If I open up to you about my struggles, making myself feel vulnerable and uncomfortable, I’m not asking for pity and I’m not asking for you to “do anything”, but accepting me for my “good” and “bad” is important in maintaining a relationship. I understand me This is somewhat redundant, but here’s the takeaway: when the going gets tough, a majority of the people in your life get going. Their abandonment is not a sign of your flaws, it’s actually a sign of theirs—when shit hits the fan, people tend to “stop, drop, and roll!” like there is an inferno swirling from within you attempting to swallow them.

9. Life is a Rollercoaster

Metaphorically and literally, this quote hits the nail on the head (or in my case, the organs. Too soon?). This isn’t a quote I can solely take credit for, because it has probably been spit out at people about a million and eighteen times. However, I never realized how accurate this quote was until I was forced to think about it a bit; a low point on my roller coaster was probably when I threw up on my male nurse at four in the morning, or the student nurse who observed me as I flailed around like a dead fish. She goes to my school, so I always wonder if she has seen me since and remembered me as the girl who refused to eat hospital food and asked if I would be back in time for my accounting class that day. Anyhow, life is a roller-coaster and I’d say I took a pretty massive plunge that day, but I am on the upward spiral.

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Dear Restaurants I'm Not Trying To Be Annoying, I Just Have Bad Allergies

I have to stop and think before I eat anything, because my next reaction could be deadly.


I love trying new foods and exploring different cultures so it was no shock that when I studied abroad in Rome, Italy that I was going to taste everything. During the second week of my trip, while visiting the Coliseum with my class, I had a reaction. I remember my stomach being in knots, wanting to lie down, and then being hurried into an ambulance. I spent a long five hours at the hospital where I was told I just had food poisoning. Another reaction at my cousin's house in Italy, left me with the thought that maybe something else was happening with my body.

Blood tests, a couple more severe reactions later, and an official scratch test finally gave me closure. I'm allergic to shellfish, fish, and seafood. My doctor told me my test showed that the next time I have an allergic reaction it could be life-threatening. I had lived 20 years of my life, allergy-free, and not at all worried about the ingredients in the meals I ate or which factories the chips I snacked came from. I had the pleasure of eating without even thought, but now, eating has become more of a task than an enjoyment.

Every restaurant, every meal, every snack I want to eat, I first have to go through a checklist. I have to see if they serve any kind of seafood. I have to ask if they cook everything on the same grill or if their fries are fried in the same oil as their seafood. The long menu that I was originally handed becomes shorter and shorter as the waiter explains to me how everything in the kitchen pretty much touches. I have to cut out restaurants that I use to always go to and avoid events that serve anything seafood related. I feel bad because I have to remind my friends, my family, and everyone around about my allergies.

Restaurants when I ask a bunch of questions while ordering or hand you my "chef card" that states my allergies, I'm not trying to be annoying. I'm scared about eating and having a reaction. I'm uncomfortable that I have to ask so much from your establishment. I'm nervous you won't take me seriously. So just remember when someone comes in and ask more questions than you want to answer, and expects what you to give what you might call "special treatment", that they aren't trying to be annoying. You may think they're on some special diet, or just being picky (and I'm not saying that they couldn't be) but maybe they're allergic. So allergic that they have to carry their EpiPen wherever they go and constantly have to be on alert with everything that they touch.

I have bad allergies. I really wish I didn't because my life would be so much easier. I would rather not have plan my life around the food I eat but if I didn't, I couldn't eat at all. So I'm sorry if I'm annoying, I really don't wanna be and I hope that you can understand where I'm coming from.

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