Have you ever gone out on a spring day when the rain has been falling at a steady rate? The puddles have already been formed and the cars spray fairly high onto the sidewalks when you walk by. And the worms are on the ground.

Most have been bleached of their color already and are dead. They have drowned in the cold and dark waters of spring. Others may be flattened by the cars going by. Still others are struggling along, flushed out of their home by the water and hoping to find a safe haven before the birds decide it is dry enough to swoop down and eat them. Those worms that are lucky enough, are able to wait it out, undetected, still breathing and make it back into their homes when it dries out.

Most are not so lucky.

Today I went in for my allergy shots. 4 months almost done. It’s been easy, except for the moments of terror before I actually get the shots. We did the shots and then I went to get another blood draw and while I was waiting for the blood draw, I realized that I was tight in the chest. Assuming I hadn’t suddenly grown to a size D cup in minutes, I realized I was having a reaction to the shots. Sure enough, I really had some difficulties later on. I went back to allergy and they gave my benedryl, and a few puffs on an inhaler right away. They listened to my lungs and found no issues and then decided to do a lung test, then a breathing treatment. I ended up staying for about 2 hours while they made sure I was okay.

I was frustrated, but interested that this was my first issue with the shots. I hope it never happens again.