Memorial Day

(written on 6/2, with a post date of 5/28)


Sunday night I was miserably itchy, and slept extremely poorly as a result.  I was determined to try to sleep as long as possible this morning, and decided to skip Memorial Day Mass.  But once everyone was up and about getting ready, there wasn't any point in trying to stay in bed.  I got up about 20 minutes before the service and managed to be ready in time to be there, though that precluded any possibility of participating in the music ministry.  I was pretty irritable, too, from the physical discomfort and lack of sleep.  I was annoyed I hadn't gotten an early-morning ride in as I'd wanted, knowing it would have made the physical effect of the allergy reaction even worse.  I was glad I went to Mass, though I missed playing all the great guitar-oriented pieces that were on the menu.

I came home and napped for a while, then begged off the get-together at our friends' house who'd just gotten back from their out-of-town wedding.  I just didn't want to be that far away from home if the itchies kicked in again, which they did after everyone was gone for about an hour.  I watched a Mythbusters or two in their absence.   But the worse than missing the party and worse than being so physically uncomfortable was missing out on this last evening with my aunt.  She was really understanding about it, but still. I was disappointed.  She's going home tomorrow, and I'm going to try to get in to see the doctor.  It's pretty obvious that my body is going to need some chemical assistance to fight off this allergic reaction.