Nothing To Sneeze At
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While I’ve never been what one would call “healthy,” I’ve managed to make it this far in life without any major, life-threatening illnesses or injuries. I’ve been largely free of allergies or other ongoing medical issues…with one exception. Some people are nearsighted, or gluten-intolerant, or asthmatic. Some, like Mowrer, are all three. Some lucky bastards have peanut allergies. Me? I get sneezing fits after I eat.
It’s called Snatiation. It’s a real thing. It’s much less common than the Photic Sneeze Reflex, which turns up on r/dae damn near fortnightly. Even the limited medical research into Snatiation – which wasn’t even identified until 1990 – has been somewhat tongue-in-cheek.
For as long as I remember, I would have what I resignedly called my “daily sneezing fit” – three-to-five robust nosplosions in quick succession, leaving me temporarily lightheaded, but otherwise unaffected. It led to the exact scene depicted in panel 2, back when Mowrer and I shared an office and he made that hand-lettered sign to save his voice. After I ran across the term on the internet it made sense – it always seemed to happen to me in the afternoon, about an hour after lunch. With that, I was now equal to my lactose-intolerant friends.
My name is Richmond. I suffer from Snatiation. It’s about the most ridiculous medical condition a person can have, which is my existence in microcosm.