Sucks to your Asthmar!

Mar 07, 2006 00:43

Today was a scary day. It started as normally as any other Monday except I was looking forward to no class and a leisure lunch with Jessica. The first errand I run on any Monday is to drive to Westchase to get my allergy shot. This is the worst time of year for my allergies and I need theses shots in order to avoid sick days and major grouchy pants.

To make a long story short I had a really bad reaction to my shot today. This is mostly due to the fact that I should have waited about 20 minutes after getting my shot to go back into the outdoor elements. I waited 10 minutes and started having reactions shortly after I started driving down Westheimer during lunch rush. My entire head and arm flashed out was really swollen, red and itchy. I was seeing double and could hardly walk because of the worst stomach cramps I have ever felt in my entire life. The craziest part was that I was having an asthma attack of sorts, but I do not have asthma. My chest closed up on itself and I could not breathe.

Six shots, one vomiting session, and two and a half hours later I am wheeled to my mom's car and I proceed to pass out for the rest of the day. What were all those shots? Two allergy shots, one in each arm which I originally came in for. One shot to stop the reaction in my left arm. A shot of adrenaline in my right arm and an IV of Dramamine in my left. They also gave me my favorite, Cortisone in the hip for my sinuses to be well for the next couple of weeks. It's a steroid shot that also picks up my energy level, but gives me wild munchies so I have to be careful (more water). After all of this is still took over an hour and a half for the cramps to calm, my stomach is very sore and I feel really weak.

This whole ordeal has really shaken me to the core. This is my first real medical emergency in my life and I had a real moment with shock and seeing my life flash before my eyes. I was driving on Westheimer completely unable to breathe right, see straight, or sit upright and I feel so dramatic and totally humiliated, the allergy nurses said this is one of the worst reactions they have seen to an injection and I am very special and sensitive. That does not make me feel like any less of a retard for crying hysterically and vomiting on the floor and being all bossy, mean Brandie. Shouldn't I write a card to my doctor's office; or send a flowers or something? They kept me from the emergency room, although barely and I will be able to return to work tomorrow, joy!

I can not help but feel wary of my current lifestyle choices and want to cherish my life a little more. I would follow with BS about doing more physical activity *individual that is*, but that is not what I'm talking about. This incident just reinforces my desire to move on before I have anything that prevents me from doing just that.

-B
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