When I was a kid, I started getting hay fever around the age of four or five. Since we lived on a ranch and harvested hay from mountain meadows, the prognosis was gloomy for the summer months (summer being any time it wasn't winter.)
My eyes would swell shut and become glued that way overnight, itching. along with my throat, and my nose would run down to my toes.
Antihistamine medication in the 1950s was little help and just made me sleepy. I didn't know about karma then, but if I had, I would have spent a lot of that downtime wondering what I did so wrong in the previous life.
One June, ju...