Today’s pollen count is 9.4, which feels the same as yesterday’s 9.5.

I am still mostly nocturnal, in a desperate attempt to avoid breathing in the pollen that spews by day.

So far, I’ve been able to get some work done late at night (until the sun comes up).  This morning, however, I seem to have lost my ability to focus.  Instead of writing a full post for work – I’m getting about a paragraph done…and then my brain floats away and I have to wait for it to come back to me.

It is scary to watch my ability to work disappear like that.  This is what happens when I’ve been overloaded with allergens for 32 days.

It’s St. Patrick’s Day, and I don’t get to make a choice about whether or not to go out and celebrate.  The pollen count made it too dangerous for me to go.  The sun has set, and I don’t have the energy to even think about going out.  My body is depleted from fighting allergens for so long.

So, my husband and I celebrated by ordering a pizza that had tater tots on it.  I’m wearing socks that have Leprechauns on them.  We might have an alcoholic version of a Shamrock Shake… if I can stay awake long enough to drink one.

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