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I want to throw a tantrum, but I'm too sad
Dec. 3rd, 2008 04:25 pm
I was at the allergist at the allergy department today. It's at a children's hospital, and I think I was the oldest one there. Anyways.
The doctor more or less told me that getting a dog was an atrocious idea (and he couldn't even explain why I can't breathe properly; all he said was that it didn't sound like asthma).
I know that I shouldn't have deluded myself into thinking that there was at least a chance of getting a dog, but I did, and now I feel awful. I've wanted a dog for as long as I remember, and my family love dogs, especially mum. But because of my allergy, there is no sodding chance of getting one.
I wouldn't be quite as crushed if A) people had said that there was a 95% percent risk that I'm too allergic instead of just saying 'maybe' over and over again, and B) I wasn't already allergic to:
Milk protein and lactose
Soy protein (bye bye, yakiniku!)
Nuts and almonds
ALL raw vegetables and fruits, including potatoes
Citrus fruits and leguminous plants no matter if they are cooked or not
More plants and flowers than I can count
Silver birch and grass pollen, both serious allergies (which makes me unable to be near hay)
As good as every other kinds of trees and grass
Nickel and all other metals
All furred animals, except horses (but since I'm allergic to hay, I can't be in a stable anyways)
Cigarette smoke, perfumes, incense and other strong smells
Make up (lipstick and lip gloss work, mascara and eyeshadow do not)
Did I mention my severe asthma?
So, on top of all of these allergies that make my life quite difficult in certain situations, I can't have a dog either. Am I allowed to say that this is unfair?
... Right now I just want to huddle myself up in an armchair and re-watch episode four of Brideshead Revisited, "Sebastian against the world." It would fit my mood right now, I should think; alcoholism, crumbling friendships/relationships, subtext and just plain, first class angst.
Because I'm feeling so terrible, I might be a bit late with answering comments and e-mails. Sorry for that.
The doctor more or less told me that getting a dog was an atrocious idea (and he couldn't even explain why I can't breathe properly; all he said was that it didn't sound like asthma).
I know that I shouldn't have deluded myself into thinking that there was at least a chance of getting a dog, but I did, and now I feel awful. I've wanted a dog for as long as I remember, and my family love dogs, especially mum. But because of my allergy, there is no sodding chance of getting one.
I wouldn't be quite as crushed if A) people had said that there was a 95% percent risk that I'm too allergic instead of just saying 'maybe' over and over again, and B) I wasn't already allergic to:
So, on top of all of these allergies that make my life quite difficult in certain situations, I can't have a dog either. Am I allowed to say that this is unfair?
... Right now I just want to huddle myself up in an armchair and re-watch episode four of Brideshead Revisited, "Sebastian against the world." It would fit my mood right now, I should think; alcoholism, crumbling friendships/relationships, subtext and just plain, first class angst.
Because I'm feeling so terrible, I might be a bit late with answering comments and e-mails. Sorry for that.