Next, we have something sadder, but also really cool: my left arm, after today's food allergy tests. It turns out that I am now allergic to rice and lettuce, meaning that I am now allergic to every single thing they tested me for.
But it's really fun, going around with this crazy writing and all these bumps on both arms.
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Who on EARTH is allergic to lettuce????
Poor you.
Apparently my sister and me?
And enough people for them actually to test for lettuce allergies?
(I said the same thing when my sister tested as allergic to lettuce. I guess this is her come-uppance.)
You know lettuce is like 99.99999% water right? Are you going to have to start drinking only gatorade from now on? It's just like water, only not made from water.
Seriously. I'm beginning to think that conspiracy theorists about allergies are right. How can you be allergic to everything? Are you gonna have to start living in a bubble, until love sets you free?
So, how allergic are you to lettuce? Like is it a mild allergy requiring you to eat like 5 heads of lettuce in a sitting before becoming ill? Or is it like, one leaf and your throat is closing up?
As long as you aren't allergic to canned peaches right????
Lettuce is one of my mild allergies, meaning that it's included in my weekly immunotherapy shot, and I have to eat lettuce at least once a week, in order to maintain my immunity.
But, if I'm off my shot, and I go crazy on the lettuce (a.k.a. eat a salad), I could get sick, although possibly in some unexpected way. (Mild allergies can mimic other illnesses.)
And I'm still fine with canned peaches.
And Ky, my mom has a theory that the reason why Janice, Brandy and I all have insane amounts of allergies is the fact that we all went to Hanna school after the big fire and they didn't clean it properly, and a bunch of the teachers got environmental illness as a result. Also, allergies tend to run in our family. Like, Grandma and my dad can't handle any dust, and have cut a bunch of food out of their diets because it makes them feel sick.
Can you tell I've spent the day at the allergist's office, discussing this kind of stuff?
By the way, two more notes about that picture:
1. Do you know how hard it is to photograph one's own arm? I only recommend doing that with a digital camera, so that you can try several times and see the results.
2. How skimbly are my arms? My favourite is the wee part where my bicep and tricep are supposed to be. Poor tiny arms. No wonder carrying a cooler destroyed you.
Dude. Sue Hanna. Just kidding!
Was the same fire that has given you all the allergies the one that took your beloved CAnada sneakers?
It was a Canada gym bag and white sneakers. And yes, that was the same fire.
I should tell that story on the blog sometime, eh?
I think my favourite part of that photo (other than Julia calling it "hott," and the comical angle at which I was holding my arm and the camera) is the little bit of Christmas tree at the top. It's like, "Merry Christmas! You have allergies!"
J's mom had really weird and bad allergies, and when they were living along the border towns in TX she apparently crossed over, took some crazy shots and hasn't had shots or allergies since then.
It's something to think about if you ever want to fly to the border of Mexico-- preferably after the drug and kidnapping rings are brought under control ;)
But I think those bumps are much cooler than not having allergies at all!
You already told the story of your gym bag here. It was a good story.
Poor Chris.
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