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I woke up to an allergy attack, this morning.

So, I took my pills, my allergy pill, ate breakfast and then got ready to leave. So I got on the bus, went to school, stayed for most of the day.

It was only until the splitting headache showed up that I said "screw this shit, I'm outta here" and asked the last teacher of the day if I could leave, as it had gotten to the point where I was scared I was going to sneeze blood.

The teacher took one look at me, says "You look like you're either about to sneeze, or your sick."

I tell her that I was pretty sure it was allergies, but since the allergy meds hadn't worked yet, it might be a cold.

As if on cue I sneezed, and the teacher goes "Yeah, feel free to go home, Melinda. Where's the lysol I keep in here..."

I left to said teacher saying "It's not you, it's your germs!" and spraying like Monk after the garbage strike started to really get bad.

While I'm feeling a little better, I still feel kinda crappy. After I do a little homework, I'm probably going to sleep or just try to relax.

Also, good news! Momma Kitty, a cat we've had forever but thought finally went off to the great beyond or to a new home came back! She's skinnier, she's a tad scruffy, but she's home and that makes us happy. She's currently sleeping a lot. Also, the weight loss thing is good - she was too heavy beforehand, a vet probably would have gone "Good god, that's a cat?" or something like it.