Oh the Irony...

So today I went to the doctor's office because I've been sick since the first week of October. Yes, that's right, I said October. I went a couple of months ago too, but the antibiotic they gave me didn't work. It made me better for about 2 weeks and then my cold came right back. It hasn't been bad enough for me to call in sick to work or anything since about December, but it's just awfully annoying to be sick for 6 months straight.

Anyways, I went to the doctor finally and told them what was wrong and that I had had a cold that just wouldn't go away. The doctor did her little exam and then said, well it seems that you're just allergic. Did you recently move here? Yes, I said. Ah, well that explains it; you're just allergic to the climate here.

What?!?! I'm allergic to the Mid-Atlantic climate? I had to sit back and laugh at the irony of it all. Not only do I miss the West Coast terribly and want to move back home more than anything, but now I have actually developed an allergy to DC. If I hadn't heard it with my own ears, I wouldn't have believed it.

You know those movies where everything that possibly could go wrong does, like a long string of continuous misfortunes? And then it shows the main character just laughing hysterically at the situation... just because there's nothing else to do besides laugh? That's exactly how I feel right now.

Anyways, I am now on a daily dose of Claritin for the remainder of my life in DC... which hopefully won't be the remainder of my life period. And I will also frequently be shooting up nasal sprays. Hopefully, that will keep the allergies at bay and allow my nasal cavities to dry up. In the meantime, I will just be laughing to myself every time I sneeze because it will remind me of this incredibly ironic yet hopelessly funny situation that I now find myself in.