I struggled with bad seasonal allergies when I was young. I got weekly allergy shots all throughout my childhood and even now (many moons later) I still take a pill every day to keep the sneezies and congestion at bay. Fortunately, only one of our kids seems to have inherited my poor immune system. Unfortunately, his allergies are just as bad as --if not worse than-- mine.
This morning I took him to the doctor so we could take step one in the long desensitization process: arrange for allergy testing. As a typical self-respecting 12-year old he was thrilled to miss school. And he was his usual gabby self as we waited (and waited and waited) for the doctor in the exam room.
Although I'm not glad he has to suffer as much as he does, I'm grateful for his upbeat attitude and for how he keeps going even when he's not feeling his best. And I'm grateful for the treatments that will, over time, help him to feel better.
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