Yesterday (Saturday) the Spring weather was great, but my seasonal allergies really got the best of me. By early afternoon, my nose was running and I couldn’t stop sneezing. It was really wearing me down.
Around 7pm, I brought my trash downstairs. My 80-year-old, Italian landlady Marie stopped me on the stairs, “Is that you up there sneezing like that?”
“Yes, Marie. It’s my allergies.”
“Adam, you can’t keep sneezing like that.” she said in a stern voice, “You’ll lose your mind.”
“Okay, Marie… I’ll… try not to sneeze.” I told her.
“Just put your head into a pillow when you think it’s a sneeze.” she said, as she acted out how to sneeze into a pillow.
“Head into a pillow, okay, just like that. Thanks Marie.” I said.
I went to bed at 8pm (Big Saturday Night!) and didn’t sleep well.
This morning, I decided not to take my usual Sunday walk and just lay low a little while.
Around noontime, Marie called my cellphone. “Come downstairs, I got some nice things for you to battle these allergies.”
I went downstair and Marie gave me a special meal of chicken parm, gravy and noodles as well as a bag of old school cough drops that I’ve never seen or heard of before.
“These are very special,” Marie claimed pointing at the cough drops, “they reduce sneezing by 100%, trust me!”
“I trust you, Doctor Marie.” I said to her delight.