Sorry, I’m allergic, REALLY, REALLY, no, REALLY allergic
I’ve written extensively about how fibromyalgia has isolated me from others but I’ve never really written about how my allergies do that. Growing up, my allergies were pretty awful but my mother would take me to the allergist only intermittently and often only so she could get prescriptions for my allergy medications that she would… Continue reading Sorry, I’m allergic, REALLY, REALLY, no, REALLY allergic