Sometimes you think a problem is solved and your confidence grows because distance has secured it as such --but yet there are remaining facets left behind and when rediscovered, unleash all the stored up emotions that had for a good chunk of time, had been boxed in.
I have a severe allergy to cats.
My sister used to have two of them, Molly and Maybe. A few months ago, she made the difficult decision to give those two fur-balls a home on a nearby farm. I could now enter her home without any precautionary meds.
Today, the kids buried me in pillows and blankets -- a fun relaxing activity where they are preoccupied and it just consists of me being horizontal for a period of time. The enjoyment from this brilliant "game" dissipated quickly when a blanket that had been a habitual napping spot for those two cats was placed on my face.
The few minutes that the blanket rested on my body caused an enormous reaction that helped define the degree of my allergy. My face became puffy, neck and cheeks red and itchy, my eyes watered profusely, my nose ran perpetually and my throat was a swollen fire.
I felt rather pathetic, but the allergic reaction wiped me out for the day. By 8pm I was calling it a night and my eyes couldn't have been more grateful for closing up shop. While I recognize that people have allergic reactions every day and that this story isn't all that interesting -- I was shocked by the level of my reaction and how unprepared I was, my guard was down and looked what happened. :)
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"I used to wake up at 4am and start sneezing, sometimes for five hours. I tried to find out what sort of allergy I had but finally came to the conclusion that it must be an allergy to consciousness." - James Thurber
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