I spent a large part of today collecting damage reports from Saturday night’s storm, but I have to admit, I sort of missed the whole big event over the weekend.
How could I miss the apparently constant bright bursts of lightning? How could I not hear the wind howl? How could I sleep through the loud cracks of thunder?
Well, apparently because I was doped up on allergy medicine. I slept 24 hours in a span of 38 hours between 5 p.m. Saturday and 7 a.m. Monday. That’s when I made further inspection of the allergy medication box.
There it was, in bold letters: "May cause marked drowsiness."
May? I think that may be an understatement!
Up until Friday, I went through life thinking I wasn’t allergic to anything. Now, however, it appears I’m having an allergic reaction to a horse fly bite. The annoying and not-so-little pest bit me on the leg Friday morning while fishing on an Alexandria lake. Though there was an immediate "ouch," I sort of forgot about the bite … until I arrived back at my home sweet home later that night.
By then, a bright red mark had settled around the top of my anklet, surrounding a dark spot where the fly actually bit me. (Today it looks reddish-purplish and downright nasty!)
I hobbled around on my injured leg most of Saturday, but when I finally got back home, my comfy couch was calling. Two hours later, I awoke still in pain and decided to buy some allergy medication, as prescribed by my mother. (Apparently she’s made two doctor visits after being bitten by horse flies, and both times they sent her home with orders to take an over-the-counter allergy pill.)
Anyway, I bought the medicine, returned home and went to bed before 9 p.m. Who does that? I mean, the sun was still shining … or at least I think it was, my eyelids were getting pretty heavy by then.
Ten hours later, I woke up only to hobble as far as the couch before plopping down and wincing in pain. This time, I had my cell phone and the TV remote within reach. Dr. Mom would call to make sure I was still alive, I figured, and the TV kept me company for most of the day.
I actually felt good enough to drive to the farm Sunday night, after maintaining my regular dose of allergy pills. The dilemma came Monday morning, however, when I had to return to work.
Hmm, take the allergy pills and fall asleep at my desk, or not take them and see what happens? I chose the latter, which was an obvious mistake.
I think tomorrow morning I may have to tell the Commissioners at county board to keep an eye on me. If I fall asleep because I’m doped up on allergy pills, maybe they can throw a paper clip at me.