ramble + rant = ramnt? ranble?
Feb. 6th, 2010 07:34 pmWhatever you call it, this is the result of several days of thinking about this post, which I found via ![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
tree , fuming over this recap, which I must admit to discovering all my own, while dealing with some totally insignificant bronchospasms. I'm in no danger whatsoever, but miserable, thoroughly sorry for myself, and shut up in a room with two air-filters (aka bored). So consider yourself warned for all of these things. Also, probably a herd of teal deer.
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I don't consider myself disabled. At least, not really. I mean, I had an IEP from eighth grade on, but that's only because I'd been hospitalized for a week and my parents threatened to sue.
And I wouldn't have needed it if people weren't always wandering around, leaving irritants in their wake. Like perfumes. Or cold viruses. Or cigarette smoke. Or grass pollen. Or tree pollen. Or flower pollen. Or cleaner. Or dust. Or dog dander. Or cat dander. Or mould. Or dust mites. Or cold air. Or-- well, you get the picture. My allergy test made me look a little bit like a metamorphosing gremlin, but it wasn't that big of a deal. I didn't take montelukast, omeprazole, loratadine, theophylline, mometasone furoate, guaifenesin, O-Nectar-of-the-Gods salmeterol/fluticasone proprionate, and paroxetine (for rather different reasons) twice daily so that I could call myself disabled, after all.
( Asthma rant of rantiness. )
tree , fuming over this recap, which I must admit to discovering all my own, while dealing with some totally insignificant bronchospasms. I'm in no danger whatsoever, but miserable, thoroughly sorry for myself, and shut up in a room with two air-filters (aka bored). So consider yourself warned for all of these things. Also, probably a herd of teal deer.----------------------------------
I don't consider myself disabled. At least, not really. I mean, I had an IEP from eighth grade on, but that's only because I'd been hospitalized for a week and my parents threatened to sue.
And I wouldn't have needed it if people weren't always wandering around, leaving irritants in their wake. Like perfumes. Or cold viruses. Or cigarette smoke. Or grass pollen. Or tree pollen. Or flower pollen. Or cleaner. Or dust. Or dog dander. Or cat dander. Or mould. Or dust mites. Or cold air. Or-- well, you get the picture. My allergy test made me look a little bit like a metamorphosing gremlin, but it wasn't that big of a deal. I didn't take montelukast, omeprazole, loratadine, theophylline, mometasone furoate, guaifenesin, O-Nectar-of-the-Gods salmeterol/fluticasone proprionate, and paroxetine (for rather different reasons) twice daily so that I could call myself disabled, after all.
( Asthma rant of rantiness. )
