Another Letter

Dear Allergies,

I rarely say the word "hate" but I'm afraid I'm going to have to use it here. I hate you. We hate you. Can you please just go away?

Yesterday, you turned our day into a no good, very bad, horrible day!

Because of you (or maybe the shots but either way I'm going to blame you first), Tyson had a fever ranging from 99-101 all day that Tylenol didn't really bring down. He also didn't eat anything till dinner telling us repeatedly that he "didn't want to eat because he just didn't feel very good." Do you know how sad it is to hear your child say that to you? I doubt it.

And while I did get to snuggle with my biggest boy all day (he only wanted to sit in mommy's lap, a luxury that I never get to revel in), I had a hard time tending to my baby since he too was feeling the affects of your misery.

Thanks to you, I am also the bearer of a sinus infection (I'm pretty sure) complete with no voice (this is going to make for an interesting time at work tonight), clogged ears, runny nose, sneezing, chest congestion and overall yuckiness. Thank you very much!

The glue that is holding this family together: Zyrtec, Flonase, Pseudoephedrine, Benadryl, Tylenol, Saline spray, and last but certainly not least, Stuart. Poor man was taking care of everything for us yesterday, which I might add was a day off from school that also coincided with a day that I didn't have to work and be asleep most of the day from having to work the night previous.

So allergies, we really wish you would leave this house. You are not welcome here. And while you are leaving, do you think you could take our other unwelcome guest with you?

You quit absence would be greatly appreciated.

Respectfully,

Clarissa