Freak of Nature

Some people are allergic to bee stings. Some are allergic to penicillin. Some claim to be allergic to peanut dust and cigarette smoke (I've made fun of these people before here on my blog). But now I have to eat my words. I have the strangest allergy you've ever heard of. I'm allergic to my new cell phone. It doesn't make sense. It's not a life-threating allergy, more like a job hazard, I guess. I got a new cell phone two days ago. I love it. It takes pictures, it has a calendar- it's a cross between a phone and a PDA. The one drawback though-- something about the phone makes my skin break out. I wore the phone on my hip the first day and developed a rash on the hip. The second day I decided to carry the phone instead of clipping it on to my belt. The rash on my hip faded, but I started getting a rash on my face shortly after my first received call. The rash occured in the exact place where the phone touched my cheek. Anywhere this nice new phone touches my body causes a caustic reaction. I've rubbed the phone down with alcohol, but it doesn't seem to help. I've tried holding the phone away from my face a little, but I still get the rash. Now that I think about it, it doesn't cause a rash on my hand or palm-- just wherever the face of the phone touches. I'm not only allergic to cell phones, I'm allergic to one side of a particular cell phone. I'm a freak of nature and I doubt there is a support group for this ailment. There's probably not even a pill to cure it. I knew I was a little strange when I developed an allergy to Wellbutrin (the stop-smoking/anti-depressant drug) that landed me in the hospital. Now it's confirmed. I am a true freak of nature. Maybe it's God's payback for making fun of people that are allergic to peanut dust and cigarette smoke.