Behind the Inhaler Pt. 6

Let me start off this week by saying that I hate research papers. I'm all for expanding knowledge but I really hate keeping track of all these note cards. Of course I would pick one of the most controversial cases dealing with religion. I'm not going to dig into specifics since religion is such a touchy topic and I don't want to insult anyone.


I really needed this four day weekend. It has been...28 days in a row of waking up before six (doesn't help that I can't sleep half the time anyway). This is one of the worst times of year for a Human Guinea Pig. Ragweed is up, the air is moist, and the leaves are molding. My allergists loves this time of year. This is when they test out all their new medications...on me. That is why I have grown to call myself a Human Guinea Pig over the years. Let me just say experimental group A was terrible. I haven't been sleeping and I feel like a power drill is slowly prying into my skull.


Being a Human Guinea Pig I've grown an insanely high tolerance for pain. In second grade two of my medications counteracted and started an acidic reaction that tour away at my stomach, I went to school. In fourth grade a draft horse (weighs over one ton) stepped on my big toe, literally flattening it. I never got an x-ray and I walked on it for five years before a doctor confirmed that my toe is in fact connected by nothing but the nerve. In sixth grade I was kicked in the side of the leg twice by a horse (same place in a matter of seconds). I was in the show ring, I finished the class got off and then got my tall boot ripped off due to swelling. I  still have a giant hematoma there, didn't shed a tear.


Human Guinea Pigs aren't really given a choice when it comes to being brave. No medication has any guarantee in fact in my personal experience  most of them make it worse. But I let them test all this on me because I hope that some day when some kid comes along that is just like me...they won't have to be a human guinea pig. They'll have advanced medications that don't counteract your others. That they won't have to take two inhalers, two pills, eye drops, a nasal spray, and shots every time they want to be around what they love most (talking about horses, going to friends houses, school, being outside).


One day very  soon I know I'll have had enough. My liver will reflect that of an alcoholics and my insomnia will reach an all time high. I just hope that they make some medical breakthrough before I reach that point...haha

I hope everyone has a safe fun weekend!


By medicine life may be prolonged, yet death will seize the doctor too.