No, the part about getting older that I don't enjoy is the unexpected curve balls that my body is throwing me, namely, allergies to things that I love. In the past couple of years, I've apparently become allergic to at least two things that we know of:
- Cats. I discovered this after I had had my own cat for at least 2 1/2 years. Initially when I got her, my hands broke out in a rash and my upper lip swelled. I thought this was a freak coincidence, since I had never been allergic to cats before, so I just started taking generic allergy pills every other day and forgot about it. I only figured out that I WAS allergic to cats last summer, when I decided to stop taking my pills - why was I taking them if I didn't know what I was allergic to? And then I took my cat to the groomer to get her shaved, and my arms broke out in a rash after helping to hold her while she got a hair cut. So that was a sad day when I realized I was allergic to cats, since I love animals of all kinds.
- Wine. Another sad day was when I realized that wine very well might be causing the wretched migraines I have had infrequently over the past couple of years. I had never had problems with it before, but I can count 3 occasions in the past 15 months where I've ingested some wine and then been down for at least the next 2 days. I went to the doctor and he said that I was experiencing a "classic migraine presentation." Then he gave me a big long list of foods I "might want to avoid" and I laughed, since I consume most of them - but I'll admit, I've been afraid to try wine ever since then.
Anyway, I'm coping. I'm looking for sulfite-free wine and still taking my daily allergy pill - after all, we have a new little friend in our apartment and I'd much rather sneeze a little bit than evict him. (Any suggestions towards a strategy for dealing with Che the growing kitten are appreciated...)
photo courtesy of Che's owner, my roommate