#mcas hell

well i think on monday i will finally do the thing i've been dreading and skip my antihistamines and intentionally trigger an mcas reaction so i can have a chance of getting an accurate tryptase result. they keep telling me antihistamines don't affect tryptase levels but that is just not true according to the literature. i'm almost certain it's the reason i haven't had a definitive positive yet. so my plan is to go to the thrift store next to the blood lab with my walker basket surrounded by the "ew a cripple" field, because i desperately need clothes that aren't full of holes & won't aggravate my nerve compression issues. then once i have inevitably broken out in a rash from the cab ride and the thrift store and the pollen etc, i'll go get my tryptase levels checked. might fuck around and eat a bunch of chocolate first too if i can get any.

i hate cetirizine, i have little evidence that it does much beyond making me sleepy and making my brainfog worse and other unpleasant side effects (and maybe gives my opioids a tiny potentiation boost) but i am still taking it cause i already take loratadine every day (H1 antagonist) and other H2 antagonists fuck me up worse

oh my god so I just found out this building pumps essential oil fragrance through the central air system (because I told them I have life threatening scent allergies) which is part of what has been making me so so sick for 2 weeks aside from the mattress. they're claiming it's "necessary" because otherwise rich people might smell garbage or each other's bodies.

was coming back up from the cardboard room (its own fatigue/pain hell, best not discussed 😷) & had to stop in the lobby & someone had [INDETERMINATE NUMBER 3+] fucking giant great pyrenees dogs (the huge kinetic fluffy white things) in the elevator hallway and I nearly fucking puked and passed put from dog ptsd and the overwhelming lobby fragrance and some people laughed at me for accidentally backing up into a plant to get the fuck away