Or, well, the year in which I voluntarily inject dog into my body to make me stronger.
I had an appointment at some faraway hospital today. They had done some analysis of a blood sample I gave them, and now was the time to discuss my options with the responsible doctor. Options for what? Finally getting rid of my dog allergy, of course! Spoiler: yes, I’m actually going to go through with it, but the ride might get a bit bumpy.
He kindly pointed out the expected research results to me: I’m allergic to a lot of shit. Dogs, cats, grasses, trees, fruits, even molds apparently. Treating someone with only two or three allergies for a specific one has a very fair 90-95% success rate. He said he wouldn’t want to give a similar estimate to my terrible case.
What’s more, “taking away” any one allergy may cause symptoms for any number of others to increase. It’s not guaranteed by any means, but a possibility to keep in mind. That doesn’t scare me that much though. Hay fever is only barely noticeable for me right now, and all others I try to avoid when I can already.
So, I start immunotherapy early next year. First I’ll be spending entire days in a row in the hospital, just so they can keep an eye on my in case of severe reactions. After a week we’ll start tapering down to slightly less frequent visits. In the beginning I’ll have to avoid exposing myself to intense levels of triggers, which will make visiting friends a bit more difficult.
I’m still calling worth on it all though. But maybe I should find out if my insurance actually covers this or not.