Veramyst®

(Photo by the so-called “old guy” with the dreaded and utterly reprehensible Nikon D100 with flash.)

Readers of this here blog, assuming there are actually any at all, should know that I suffer from minor hayfever allergies.
They’re not major; just sniffles and itchy eyes — more irksome than anything.
If left untreated they can be fairly substantial. I remember having a breathing problem in a weedy field as a child.
Years ago I began treating it with Flonase® nasal spray; although I guess the patent ran out, so now I get prescribed a generic equivalent: Fluticasone propionate, which Flonase® was.
My hayfever begins in June, and lasts until the first hard frost, usually October.
It seems to be allergy to pollen; and we live in the country.
Fluticasone propionate works great, although it only treats the sniffles, not the eyes.
But the sniffles were always worse.
Apparently all my siblings get hayfever; some more extreme than me.
But they abhor prescription medication — rather buy snake-oil from the drug-store.
“Apply bottle-bottom to forehead and your migraine will disappear.” — “I’m not a Doctor but I play one on TV.”
Last January I visited my Doctor and suggested maybe we should be trying other allergy treatments beside Fluticasone propionate.
He forked over a free sample of Veramyst®, which is apparently Fluticasone furoate.
UGH! As advertised on TV.
A winsome 30-ish blonde bats a tennis-ball, and smilingly hisses at you at the end.
I’ve seen it hundreds of times on the YMCA plasma-babies.
“Minor side-effects include death. If you experience death for more than four hours, contact your physician immediately.”
Supposedly Veramyst® also treats itchy eyes.
WE SHALL SEE! (Promises-promises.)
It was free, but I think I’ll run out my Fluticasone propionate first.

RE: “‘Old guy’ with the dreaded and utterly reprehensible Nikon D100 with flash.......” —My macho, blowhard brother-from-Boston, who is 13 years younger than me, calls me “the old guy” as a put-down (I also am the oldest). I also am loudly excoriated by all my siblings for preferring a professional camera (like the Nikon D100) instead of a point-and-shoot. This is because I long ago sold photos to nationally published magazines.

“Plasma-babies” are what my loudmouthed macho brother-in-Boston calls all high-definition wide/flat-screen TVs. Other technologies beside plasma are available, but he calls them all “plasma-babies.” The Canandaigua YMCA has wall-mounted high-definition TVs in its exercise gym.