Jun 11, 2007 14:14
Another entertaining night at the Crail house last night. I was having neck problems, so I took one of my new pain pills instead of my sleeping pill. When I got in bed I started itching like crazy on my arms and legs and back. I pulled back the covers and expected to see fleas or something. There was nothing. So I tried to ignore it. I gradually got sleepier. As I winded down, I noticed that my heart hurt and my breathing was super shallow. I tried to ignore it and almost fell asleep. When I was almost asleep, I freaked out because my breathing wouldn't happen if I didn't force it and it felt like I had a ton of bricks on my chest. So I went downstairs and woke up my mom. We sat around for awhile talking about what to do. We looked stuff up online, called a hospital to ask their very unhelpful opinion, then finally decided to go to the ER when the itching got worse.
By the time I got there, I was constantly itching with both hands, my tongue was swollen and my tattoes were raised(???). My butt tattoo could have been read by a blind person. Soooo they saw me relatively quickly, told me my heart was freaking out a bit and my breathing was labored (duh). They gave me tons of Benadryl, an antacid, and Prednisone- a steriod to get my heart normal i guess.
The Benadryl knocked me out and stopped most of my itching. I was still too scared to fall asleep because my breathing was still really labored as I got close to passing out. They told me I could go home (YAY), but I told them I still couldn't catch my breath easily, but my heart felt better. It was 5:30am by the time we got home. I slept until 1 today and I woke up feeling my heart hurt again and breathing shallowly.
They gave me a steroid prescription to take everyday for a week and told me to take a lot of Benadryl. I've caught myself accidentally forgetting to take a few breaths today, but my mom is picking my rx up soon. I feel weak, a little itchy, ouchy in the heart, and sad because I will be taking my steroids, Benadryl, and sleep anti-depressants everyday this week. I hate medicine. I can't drive anywhere this week because of all my meds.
And don't worry, my MRI, MRA, and blood tests are still scheduled for tomorrow. Hooray. I'm fine and apparently allergic to Tramadol.