One year ago today I had an allergic reaction to something I ate, and 15 minutes later, I had Hives all over my body, my hands were like sausages, and my eyes were swelling shut. I was close to Kensington, so I went directly to the fire station.
When I got there, I was having a lot of trouble breathing. They took real good care of me, gave me an EpiPen shot and called the rescue squad. I was dizzy and felt like I was going to pass out. Truthfully I was frightened. I fought for every breath. It was very difficult and painful to breath. They gave me oxygen, and they put me in the ambulance.
On the way to Holy Cross, the EMT’s gave me another EpiPen shot. I just couldn’t get enough air in. By the time we got to the hospital, I was really messed up. The Doctor or nurse (there was a lot of people around and I wasn’t doing so well) gave me an I.V. of famotidine, and methlypredisone. Within what felt like a long time, but was probably closer to 5 minutes, I could breath again. What a relief. It’s strange how not being able to breath completely takes the edge of the full body itch of Hives. As of yet, I do not know what caused this episode of Anaphylaxis.
While I was at the Fire Station, there was a moment where I thought…”Is this how I’m going out? surrounded by caring strangers.”
I thought of my family and my friends. I thought I don’t want to die, but I couldn’t think of anything I wanted to say. I think that is because I tell my friends and family how I feel about them every chance I get. I never leave an argument unresolved. I tell them how grateful I am to know them, and I tell them I love them.
I lost my cell phone yesterday. Had I been further from help, I might not have had the chance to tell my family and friends again that I love you, I appreciate you, and I’m grateful to be a part of your lives.