tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2439212863213673377.post8519998149173151754..comments2023-09-09T07:57:21.967-07:00Comments on How to be an Inspiration: Why I Cried On SundayAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01217547485242037222noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2439212863213673377.post-88649295817126876262009-04-27T20:57:00.000-07:002009-04-27T20:57:00.000-07:00Stephen, I used to have terrible allergies like th...Stephen, I used to have terrible allergies like that and used to "weep" in the dusty archives of the library. Professors and acquaintances were always concerned about my well-being and my apparently depressive state. <br /><br />I have Sjogren's syndrome (which causes no tears, saliva, runny nose) now and by comparison it's much easier. While it can be difficult, it's not nearly as difficult as trying to go drive while literally propping the eyelids open with one hand. It was so miserable, for years. People avoided me. My boss and I joked when we saw a questionaire about how I met all the signs of a drug addict (snorting and sniffing, red eyes, frequent restroom breaks, etc.). <br /><br />Wishing you dryness (though not Sjogren's) and pollen relief ahead.FridaWriteshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/03321658097813377806noreply@blogger.com