Some of my health issues have been partially demystified. That cough that I've had off and on (for the last year, when I really think about it)? Allergies. Apparently the minute I landed in Chicago, after having previously lived only in my hometown in Indiana, I immediately developed adult allergies to all the fun new pollens and pollutants in the urban environment.
Now I'm convinced that every sickness I've had since moving to the city has been an allergy-triggered issue that I assumed was a cold, and stubbornly ignored until it became something worse.
Already long boring story short, I'm taking two weeks' worth of antibiotics to get rid of the current bronchitis/sinus infection I'm working. I picked up the 'scrip yesterday, and - here's the funny part - the pharmacist, looking at me intently, said "You're going to have to be really careful about sun exposure for the next three weeks. Hat, sunscreen, everything, because you're going to be more sensitive than usual."
Welcome to my life, Mr. Pharmacist, where I wear head-to-toe SPF 65 every day, and often a really stupid-looking wide-brimmed hat, too (this one's my fave), and get Rudolph red-nosed burned and goofy-looking anyway.