On the allergy ward: Last. Tree shot. Ever.

Those of you who see eye the calendar with trepidation as spring approaches unsure of how bad allergy season will be in the upcoming year, I understand your pain. At one point, my allergies got so bad that I had to stay at home for a week as my eyes were swollen shut and I had to have Kleenex permently stuffed up my nose to prevent my brain from turning to snot and escaping. It was then that I marched into the doctor and demanded allergy shots.

So three years ago I was tested and prodded and started on a course of treatment that basically ensured me a weekly hospital visit since then. And its all free from the lovely NHS! When I arrive at the hospital, I get a shot with a small portion of the allergen I'm allergic to. For me, I'm getting grass, tree and dog shots. I then have to wait an hour in case I have a reaction, they check the injection site and check my peak flow and if it's all good I get to go.

I can't believe how it's changed my life. Ever since I was a kid, 5 minutes in a room with a dog I'd have an asthma attack and break out in hives. Since my shots I've spent an entire weekend in the company of a dog and other than a bit of a throat tickle, I was fine. I even let a dog lick my hand for the first time (it was bizarre and a bit uncomfortable...don't generally have my hand licked by anyone)

Today I was informed that I had received my last shot ever for my tree allergies. A joyous occasion! I have 4 more for grass and then have my dog shots once every 6-8 weeks until November. I'm so close to being done I can taste it!

No more red swollen arms from my tree shots. No more grumpy nights. I'm free of the tree! Caloo calay! I'm chortling in my joy.

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