Rhinitis is a curse, whether persistent or topical –
who really cares, the worst affliction imagined &
truly too unbearable. Yep, been there & suffered
that you say – am wearing the medal. If you had
you’d keep your counsel silent since it cruels in a
way which debilitates. I’m writing stuffed up with
dope – ho hum, plus fexofenadine hydrochloride
and innocuous things like croscarmellose sodium,
magnesium stearate, microcrystalline cellulose,
titanium dioxide, providine, pregelatinised maize
starch, colloidal anhydrous silica, hypromellose &
besides all that macrogol 400 – & even iron oxide!
In any event my nose cavities are plugged with
pink tissue to catch the drips whilst my eyes run
free. Hay fever, woe is me, haven’t had it in an
aching age, 1963 to be exact, back in Taradale,
Hawkes Bay. Nearly died then! It’s just an allergy
the doctor says – learn to live with it or move to
somewhere where the air is pure. Like Tignes Val
Calaret. Sure, pop in, see the honeymooners, ski
a bit – awkward isn’t it? Who’d mow the Orchard?
© 19 January 2008, I. D. Carswell
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