Unplugged

Today is my birthday. *Dah nah nah nanana*

But this isn't really about my birthday.  Although it is about gifts.  And freedom.  Wireless freedom.  Mmmmm - techie presents.

It is about the fact that I am sitting on the couch typing this instead of being tethered to our circa 2001 PC in the other room.  It is about empowerment.  About being unplugged
AND

the fact that I think you will be hearing from me a lot more often again.

If my chubby little fingers can figure out where the key strikes are on this little keyboard that is. :)

Of (Wo)men and Mites

Yesterday I saw an allergist.

VERY early on in the process.

I've been sneezey and itchy and have been forced to make a too many trips to the pharmacy for antibiotics lately. Allergies, was the suggested culprit over and over again. So I made the appointment. Well, I made three appointments, cancelling the first two. 1.5 of the cancellations was conflict. .5 was fear.

I was a little bit right on the .5.

The doctor was fantastic. Snarky, self-depreciating, and no non-sense. My favorite medical combination.

But, the arm pricks, and follow up syringe injections? Not so great.

And after 40 minutes of excruciating itching the verdict was in.

* Ragweed & weeds in general
* Mold
* Dust mites

Super. But at least I know what I am itchy/sneezey now.