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August 15, 2005
24 Hours
I'm disheartened by the malicious mis-information that is the 24-hour Claritin pill.
For the last couple days, I've had a miserable case of allergies. Going all the way back to 6th grade, I've had rotten fall allergies--I just never remembered them starting this early.
And unlike Kevin, who scorns the use of foreign chemicals in his body, I thankfully grab up the nearest antihistamine the moment that first sniffle starts up.
Unfortunately, the 24-hour Claritin is more like an 18-hour Claritin, which leaves me with a miserable 6 hours. Because while I'm sure that a single day of overlapping "active ingredient" wouldn't kill me, I'm not sure what 5 weeks of overdosing would do. Perhaps I would have babies with three heads.
At any rate, I am refusing to leave the house. I opened the door this morning and then proceeded to sneeze 8 times. In a row. With no kleenexes handy.
It was not a pretty sight.
Update: It is now 2:35 p.m. and the Claritin (which I took a mere 21 hours after my previous dose--what a daredevil!) has kicked in. Boy has it kicked in.
First of all, I'm exhausted. I didn't manage to get to sleep until after 4 a.m. (a mixture of nervous thoughts about The Big Idea and a good audiobook) and my allergies woke me up at 8:15. That's 8:15 IN THE MORNING. A FULL HOUR BEFORE MY ALARM WENT OFF. Call the Pope, please, because a miracle has happened.
So I'm running on no sleep anyway, and then I added Claritin, which gives me so much fidgety, wiggley energy that I can barely sit still. I have approximately 317 applications open on my computer, and I can't focus on just, say, three of them. Oh no, instead I'm tabbing back and forth, accomplishing nothing (and possibly doing signficant damage to my otherwise ordered existence)--and then jumping up to go look out the window, or take out the garbage, or see if the laundry is done (it's not). And all I really want to do it take a nap--but I think if I got into bed my legs might jump out of their hip sockets and continue running around by themselves.
I have sympathy for those ADHD kids.
Update #2: It's now 3:49 and the laundry is done. Just thought you might like to know. I've written emails to everyone I've ever met, and after perusing Amazon.com, know that I have read 35 of the top 100 "literature and fiction" bestsellers. I'm proud to say that I haven't read any of the Dean Koontz or James Patterson tripe (which must account for nearly 25% of the Amazon list), which makes the list that I have read look that much more impressive.
Comments
Maybe try the 12 hour version? At least you would have the option of remedicating more often?
Posted by: La at August 15, 2005 09:57 AM
I didn't get an email.
And I just think it's wierd that you criticize me for being against putting unnatural/unknown chemicals in my body (by the way, I am not against the chemicles, rather I think it is smarter to look for the cause rather than just cover up the symptoms), but you are still a little afraid of having a three headed baby.
Come to think of it though... a three headed baby is not neccesarily bad. It might just be three times as smart.
Posted by: gizmo guy at August 16, 2005 10:08 AM
