Spring is In the Air...

It is now the birth of the Spring. Even though, you wouldn't know it from the bitter cold still outside, but the trees are beginning to show early buds and the pollen is back. A pet hate of mine. Pollen, it makes my nose runny and my asthma flare up. Even though, my IGE shows that I am of a non-allergenic disposition. It is a bit of a strange one, but it results in my body attacking itself, rather than anything else that comes in. So I end up with all kinds of infections, and most of my energy goes on fighting everything all at once, rather than normal things that a 23 year old would be doing.

This is why I am ALWAYS tired. Coupled in with the fact that my anxiety, OCD and other mental health problems which keep me up at night, so I can't win. I sometimes have to sleep in the day, especially so when I have an infection, so the guy next door being as loud as possible (I can hear the track perfectly, treble, bass, lyrics, EVERYTHING) really doesn't help. It is worse that no one is willing to help us, even though someone is obviously and clearly suffering as a result. Housing officer says that during the day it isn't a problem (I looked it up, it IS), and during the night then we should call the police (we tried once and were told that it wasn't a police matter), and environmental health (who said fill in the diary sheets, which we did, I don't know what Steve did with them though, I think he gave them to our housing officer who promised something would be done, no such luck).

I feel like I have been battling this for so long now and it really is getting to me, I mean I have another chest infection. I know that should be just one of those things that I accept with no qualms, but I am still being made to feel absolutely awful and unable to get the rest I need, which means that this won't clear up very well and will probably carry on a vicious cycle of infection, recovery, further infection. All because I am not permitted the rest I so desperately need. And I am getting very desperate for rest now. My head thumps, my body hurts, I am hot and uncomfortable, I can't breathe properly and I am at the point of tears because Steve was in one for whatever reason, its not my problem, and all I want to do is put my head down, have a good long sleep and wake up feeling much better.

That was just too much to ask really wasn't it?

Loves
Wendy xx