I Suppose the Connecticut Pollen Snot Is Much More Bearable Than the Ohio Valley Sinus Crud, But It Still Makes for Horrible Days

I haven been on a sneezing, coughing frenzy and already went through two boxes of tissues. I thought when I woke up coughing that I was done with it all, but it progressively got worse all day Friday to the point I couldn't hold my head up any longer. I ask this every year, "What's the purpose of all this nasal mucus, drip-age, and allergy garbage?" I just don't get it, because I lose all brain capacity.

I have/had plans for a productive weekend, and I'm down for the count. I need to get my breathing back in order, and to have my neurons firing like they usually do. Instead, there's nothing but echoes between my ears. Yes, Mom. I know. I get this way every year, but I am always ready for it to go away so I can function like a normal human being again.

It's such an attractive state of being: heavy head, fog, and bronchial cough. I tried to nap, but the faucet ran out of my nose and onto my arm while I rested my head. It was too gross and I had to get up. 

It's the pollen. It always is. My allergy tests in KY, showed I am pretty much allergic to everything but latex gloves, and the trees are the worst (cottonwoods, especially, and they've still to bloom). This is a yearly ritual that I simply despise and I simply have to await it to run its course...

...but I'm so impatient. Ugh.