Or so my sinuses are telling me.
I love spring, but oy…my nose is telling me I need to pick another season to love. Unfortunately for it, I’m not only allergic to tree pollen and grass pollen and weed pollen, but also to dogs and cats and dust and cockroaches. It’s open season on my nose all year round when it comes to allergens. I just wish something would work better to control symptoms; I’m debating whether my new nickname should be sneezy or snuffly these days.
Maybe I should go with Rudolph…
Between the Stacks 