I thought I was one of the lucky ones, unaffected by Japan's infamous hay fever epidemic. I was, WRONG.
This is the worst outdoor allergy I have ever experienced. It hit me two days ago, like an A-bomb. First you nose starts to run and itch, not an ordinary itch, but a burning, stinging itch, high in your nasal cavity. Then your throat tightens and your lymph nodes stiffen. Soon your head will pulse with vibrant pain and your thoughts will cloud, followed by nausea and exhaustion for dessert.
It's so much worse here, because the pollen is coming from several hundred-thousand hectares of cedar trees. It blows from the forests into the city. The pollen is able to travel much farther distances than the ragweed of the U.S. The pollen would normally absorb into the ground, but in the city streets it circulates with the wind. A large percentage of the population is allergic to the pollen, so there is much attention towards it. The pollen season for the cedars stops at the end of April.
It's most likely affecting me so much, because I have no immunity to this particular allergen. If I am here next year, I'm sure that it won't be so bad. I have medicine, masks and I'm looking into laser treatment. I'll be fine, mom. This is me, ground zero, 5am.
Monday, March 13, 2006
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My name is Sammie, I am a half-Japanese American. I moved to Japan to know my family and our history, learn the language and understand the culture. These are the records of my experiences living in Tokyo. Check the archives for posts from previous months, click any photo for a larger view.
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