Keep walking, I'm breathing

[sovay]

I did not get sheep-dipped in Benadryl, but I am full of antihistamines and eating a pumpernickel bagel with chopped liver and a coconut-milk milkshake.

I have not become allergic to my cats. My long-time allergies to dust mites have worsened to the point where the mitigation strategies in which I already engage are not cutting it, so I have some further suggestions, an alteration to my medications, and we go from here. I also seem to have become allergic to pigweed, which I had never even heard of until I looked it up, at which point it turned out to be amaranth which I have both eaten and admired as an ornamental plant. I am decorated with surgical marker and punctures. I had been scratch-tested before, but never intradermally injected.

The fog at dawn was an astonishing suffusion of gold, glinting like rainbows around the Prudential. Afterward I took a couple of pictures from MGH and the Longfellow Bridge. I believe my plans for the afternoon involve a nap.

Comments

[sovay]

I'm thrilled to hear you're not allergic to the cats! And that there are some answers about other allergens that I hope will lead to further useful mitigation/avoidance measures in generally helpful ways.

Thank you! We have to clean even more than either of us has stamina for, is what a lot of it is boiling down to, but I need my lungs, so it's going to have to happen. (As for the cats, one of them has been sleeping beside spatch and the other has been sleeping on me for much longer than we needed to get off this couch.)

This is a beautiful sentence and a beautiful image, to go with the beautiful photos. It really is kind of dawn to give so much startling beauty as a silver lining for having to be up to see it.

It looked like old photographic film. It was luminous. Thank you.