魔法少女プリティジューリャ

I've been planning on writing something long an introspective, but also, for the first time in my life, I, somehow, got covered with poison oak (urushiol) two weeks ago. And while it's been a fascinating new experience to watch my skin blister and fall off; I can't recommend it. I rate it zero out of five stars.

I wanted to go to Yoga practice tonight, but I've been sneezing all day (with sore throat, simultaneously dry and runny nose, etc.) So, rather than just infecting everyone in the class with whatever virus this is; I nobly stayed home and screwed around on LiveJournal instead… er, I mean I nobly sacrificed my Yoga practice for the health and safety of others.

I was fighting cold off pretty well last week, but then I went skinny dipping with a bunch of bisexual witches, in the redwood forests near Santa Cruz, in the [unseasonably] freezing cold [28°F], this weekend.

But, this reminds me that I haven't written a health update for several months…

My biggest breakthrough was the discovery that they use monochloramine to sterilize the tap water around here. Chloramine binds to hemoglobin, acting like a nitrite to induce methemoglobinemia; Which explains why every time I took a shower, I showed all of the symptoms of Carbon Monoxide poisoning, except that the CO detector never goes off. It kills fish if used in their aquariums, and many zoo animals need it removed from their water… But it's completely safe for humans!

Since moving back to California in 2004, I had noticed that every time I took a shower, I seemed to get sick. Mostly a really fatigued dazed brain-fog, weakness, dizziness, and coughing up clear mucus. Sometimes an, "OMG why can't I stand up!" laying on the floor panting for an hour while my hands and feet turn blue. I went to a few doctors, and they kept telling me that this is "Stress", that I'm stressing about going to work, and that I was hyperventilating (or having panic attacks). Despite the fact that if I didn't take a shower I would feel find, until I did, and would need to lay down, barely able to think. And also, this happens on the weekend, and before things I really really want to do, and I get upset that I can't move my body, to get up, and go do them. Also, that when I travel to other parts of the country, I don't get sick after taking a shower. (And I know several other people around here who have noticed the same things happening with them.)

[Repeat story about switching anti-depressants every month for my stress– none of them worked.]

All of this led me to believe that it was something present in the bathroom shower. My first hypothesis was that it was black mold, or even just mildew, as the first bathroom where I noticed this was covered in it. After practically remodeling two bathrooms in two different apartments, there was still something knocking me out. Of course, no one I told my suspicions to - about sickness related to the shower - took me seriously. I'm just a crazy stressed out woman! (Switching back and forth between male an female presentations, I can tell you for a fact that no one pays any attention to what you say when you're female. [Another rant about that later.])

Then one day, while arguing about ionic compounds or something with Nyah; She made an off hand comment about the chloramine in the tap water here killing fish. I did some research (see above), and some experimentation.

There is a window, in the shower, of my current bathroom, in just the right spot that I can stick my head out of it to take a breath, while in the middle of showering. So that's what I did; And the very first time I took a shower, and inhaled none of the fumes [steam] from the shower, I felt great afterwards. None of the common dizzy weakness I had suffered almost every day for two years.

So, this is how I've been showering since October — sticking my head out the window, and then holding my breath. My hit-points have been steadily going back up, and I've been putting my life back together, now that I don't feel deathly ill all the time. If I accidentally inhale too much steam from the shower, or one of my roommates takes a shower, and fills the house with deadly shower gases, the weak-tired-dizzy-panting-for-air symptoms return. (I really need to install a filter on the water line here.)

Oh, and to all those people who told me that I was a hypochondriac: fuck you.