Why is a kind of animal I love literally lethal to me?
Those of you who can have cats, count your blessings, because for those of us with the dreaded anaphylactic reaction to the Fel d1 protein, they are the Forbidden Pet.
When most people think of allergic reactions, they think of things like sneezing or rashes. I’m talking death. Bronchial tubes swelling shut. Eyes swelling shut. Being unable to draw a breath. Like, I’ve had to be rushed to the ER on multiple occasions because stupid motherfuckers could not seem to comprehend--even after being TOLD--that yes, even just being around an object that has been in a house with cats can actually kill me, even if the cat has not directly touched it.
I once almost died because someone thought it was “all in my head” and that if they put their cat in the basement and didn’t tell me about it I’d be fine. It was only after I almost passed out from lack of oxygen that they admitted their deception.
Seriously. They did that. They simply decided that NO ONE could possibly be THAT allergic to cats, so it MUST just be psychological, and then they risked my life based on that assumption. (They also could not seem to wrap their heads around the idea that some cats are worse than others for me.)
“Sorry we didn’t mention the cat, but we put it in the basement and vacuumed before you came over, so we didn’t think it would be a problem.”
Thanks, but did you steam clean all the fucking carpets and upholstery, scrub down all the walls, clean the insides of all the ductwork--including any fans or fan motors--and wash every piece of fabric in the house, then let the place air out from anywhere from six months to two years (Fel d1 can stay even on hard surfaces for up to two years)? THEN YOU SHOULD HAVE JUST TOLD ME YOU HAD A FUCKING CAT INSTEAD OF LYING ABOUT IT, YOU ABSOLUTE FUCKING DIPSHIT! I PROMISE THAT I KNOW HOW MY ALLERGIES WORK BETTER THAN YOU DO.
I once wheezed for three days because someone brought a shirt into the house that had been in a house with cats. When my ex came back from seeing a friend who had cats, she had to basically strip as soon as she came in our door, put her clothes directly into the wash or tie them up in a plastic bag, and immediately get into the shower. When an old friend who lives with several cats came in from out of town, I had to take meds, cover the car seat, and drive with the windows open to be able to breathe. If I hug a cat-owning friend, I have to change clothes and take a shower, and will probably still need to use my inhaler several times and take anti-histamines for the next day or two.
There are only a few exceptions:
Siberians produce little to no Fel d1 (a spayed female is pretty much COMPLETELY safe). But they are hella expensive.
There are these genetically engineered cats that produce little or no Fel d1, but again, hella expensive.
I can also be loaded up on steroids to suppress my immune system and allergic reactions for a while--but they take a few days to kick in, and the side effects of those are pretty fucking nasty. (When I DID have to go on those meds, though, you’d better fucking believe I took advantage to snuggle all the cats I could get away with.)
The occasional random cat of unknown lineage may for some reason not produce an appreciable quantity of Fel d1, but the only way for me to find out is to risk anaphylaxis--which is kinda... not a Good Idea.
SO IF YOU ARE NOT ALLERGIC TO CATS, I ENVY YOU.
BLESS YOU. ENJOY THOSE ADORABLE CREATURES FOR ME, BECAUSE I CANNOT.
(But also, if you only have Siberians, I will be over at your house in approximately .0003 seconds to snuggle them.)