So I've had a bit of a long day. Went to get my allergy shot at like 2:15 I guess. That wasn't so bad, it didn't burn near as bad as last time.
Hah.
That's until 20 minutes later I was coughing, itching, and wheezing.
The injection lady asks me how I'm doing... "Eh, I'm fine I gues.... But I mean... I dunno... I'm feeling a little wheezy"
"Wheezy?"
"Well, yeah, just a little...."
Now the woman just kinda has the horrified look on her face like "And you were about to leave?! OH MY GOD!!!!". Now I was fine. I thought. A little kinda nervous because I've never had to deal with any of this, but I mean whatever, they'll give me some medicine and I'll go on my way. Nope. She went to the back, got the Nurse Practitioner and I got to spend my afternoon hanging out with her.
15 minutes later after that I'm in the back of the clinic getting an adrenaline injection, taking benadryl, and using an inhaler to breathe correctly.
So then I spent another hour and a half there getting my blood pressure taken and my heart beat monitered every 5-10 minutes.
Now adrenaline is fun stuff. I got a full dose, and boy howdy I could barely sit straight because my heart was racing and my hands were shaking so bad that when she gave me a bottle of water I spilled it all over the front of my shirt.
And on top of that, you know me, I get 4 shots a week. La-dee-dah, that's not a problem. But she walked back into my room with a needle that was horrifyingly large. And today I learned something about needles. Needles don't hurt when they go in. It's the liquid pain that goes in when they press the plunger and 5 ccs of medicine are forced into your arm.
About 45 minutes later she gave me two steroid pills and singulair, and finally let me out around 3:45. Now at 8-9 tonight I have another steroid to take that will keep me from having a reaction a few hours later.
So, apparently there was a strong chance that if I had just left I could be at home on my couch a nice shade of blue because my throat constricted. I didn't personally think that would happen, but it can set on and you can stop breathing within a minute.
So now I'm going to be carrying around an Epi-pen with me wherever I go incase I go into Anaphylactic Shock and find myself dying.
So that's the only story I've ever been able to tell some one about my life that's remotely interesting.
