I never had allergies before in my life, until 2014 when I was living in Dickinson, North Dakota. I have explained in several previous blog posts that my biggest problem when I have an allergy attack, is that my eyes swell shut to where I can not see.
After I tried most of the non-prescription allergy medications and they did not work, I went to Sanford Health and got two prescription medications, and they did not help either.
Two months ago, I discovered that if I take 50 mg of the non-prescription medication Zyrtec, all of my allergy symptoms cease. The dosage of Zyrtec is supposed to be 10 mg for an adult, in a 24 hour period.
I have spent more than four hours reading about Zyrtec a.k.a. Cetirizine to find out what the consequences would be from taking 50 mg of Zyrtec. I saw that other people are in the same situation as me, and they are also having to take more than 10 mg of Zyrtec. I read about one other man who is the same age as me, who takes 50 mg per day. Supposedly, there have been no clinical studies for using higher doses of Zyrtec, and there are no warnings of liver, kidney, heart, brain damage, etc.
One of the possible side effects of taking Zyrtec, is nightmares. Yes, I do have very strange dreams when I take Zyrtec, which I kind of enjoyed and looked forward to, because it is so boring in Dickinson. Out of the ordinary and unusual dreams.
Last night, I decided to take 30 mg of generic Zyrtec, Cetirizine, before I went to bed at midnight, so that I would not have allergy symptoms when I woke up in the morning.
For my first dream, I had to go out of town for a business conference, and stay at a hotel. Like a movie, I was going through all of the steps, routine, and activities that would happen on this kind of a trip. Later in the first day, I made an inappropriate physical contact with an attractive female co-worker, which she did not object to.
Later that night, I unpacked two pairs of new pants that still had the store tags on them. I was going to wash them under the faucet in the bathtub of my hotel room, ring them out, and take them to the dryer later, after I took a shower.
I went to the door of the hotel room to put the safety chain or safety bar on the door, so that no one could come in my room while I was in the shower, and an unseen entity grabbed hold of me and pinned me to the wall very forcefully.
Just as in my dream, laying in my bed, I could not move, I was pinned. This was unnerving and frightening. I struggled to get free from this being, and managed to get the hotel room door open, though I could feel a hand strongly gripping my left forearm.
Though the entity did not let go, I pulled and pulled to get out onto the sidewalk, and then out onto the lawn, pulling its arm with me. The entity’s arm had plasticity and elasticity to it, it stretched, and I pulled its arm away from it.
I had some satisfaction that I “fucked this entity up by taking its arm”, which I took with me to the hotel office to complain. The hotel owners were an Indian couple from India, and I don’t know how this was resolved because I woke up.
I thought, “Man, I am glad that I only took three Zytrec.” I was thinking that maybe I should not go back to sleep, I was feeling disoriented, and not right.
I fell back asleep, and within an hour, I was married to Codi Miller. For those of you who do not know, Codi Miller was Miss North Dakota Teen in 2007, Miss Rodeo North Dakota in 2014, and a finalist several times in the Miss North Dakota USA pageant.
In my dream, I met Codi, and I suggested to her casually that perhaps we should get married. To my surprise, she agreed, and for some reason, her parents and her sister were close by, and they did not object either, and within less than an hour, we were married. It was troubling to me, that this all happened so quickly.
All of this happened very quickly, in a very matter of fact way, no nonsense way, as if it were no big deal. I had quite a bit of anxiety and apprehension as I was laying there in bed, I was going along unmarried, and now all of a sudden, I am married.
I was trying to make sense of this. I felt bad for Codi, because I had not given her an engagement ring or a wedding ring. Come to think of it, I don’t know who married us, who performed the service, or where, it had all happened so quickly.
Then I thought, “This is our honeymoon day, I am supposed to have sex with her, I hadn’t even thought about this.” I was not really in the mood at the moment, because I hadn’t known that I was going to get married. I thought, “Well, I had better get in the mood.”
Then Codi said, “Do you want to go back to where you live, and get your things, and then come back?” And I said, “No.”
We were at a shopping mall, and somehow Codi had fallen into the hands of a male acquaintance that she had known, who was handsome and her own age. Though she was verbally saying that she did not want to be with him, she didn’t appear to have made much of an effort to get away from him, and I had to snatch her away from him, and inform him that we had just been married.
It troubled me further that Codi did not have an engagement ring, nor a wedding ring, and that I could not remember who married us, where we were married, or very much about the ceremony. I woke up believing that Codi was going to seek an annulment to our marriage.
I was not in a good mood when I woke up this morning, because I was mad that Codi was going to seek an annulment to our marriage.