Just when I thought I'd gotten the best of it, my hay fever seems to have returned. It's not nearly so bad this time (my eyes didn't really change colors), but I am beginning to wonder if a skin transplant might be an option. The itch seems to travel on some sort of sadistic whim: yesterday, it was the front of my neck; today it is my arms (and the front of my neck). Tomorrow, who knows. Let's just hope it's hay fever. After all, I'm not a doctor; I just play one in real life...