Move along, move along. There's nothing to see here.The text is only to take up virtual space, much as the author is to occupy physical. In this case, quite a lot of it.
Thanks for for stopping by.
I bloated up like a balloon on the outside. By the time the allergy attack subsided, I looked like a roasted lobster.
Over 3 hour period:
1) I started feeling a slight swelling and itchiness in my throat and mouth. Wisely, I stopped eating the waffle.
2) Stomach cramps begin. I didn't know it then, but it was probably my body trying to tell me something, which I disregarded.
3) My face became hot and felt stretched. Lips, nose, and eyes swelled. Burnt marshallow at this point.
4) I couldn't breathe. The medicine was making my heart thump like an automatic drum set to 2-second intervals. My insides felt fried, swollen, and generally inflamed.
5) I took the Epi-pen, curled into a fetal position looking like a sausage link, and prepared to die.
6) My mom called 911. A few men came in my bedroom (no, this wasn't a fantasy) and escorted me downstairs. By the time they arrived I was already feeling much better.
7) Snatches of conversation sprinkled the freezing air around me. The men said something about how my case was a "carbon copy of the previous patient." Flashbacks of F451, no?
8) After the ride was half-over, I was able to open my eyes and look around. There was a graph to the right of me, telling me I was still alive. Reassured, I settled down more comfortably. I hoped the paramedics didn't expect me to be a brilliant conversationalist with a nebulizer tube in my mouth.
9) The stretcher was lowered to the ground, and I had enough presence of mind to remark that I felt like a load on groceries on a shopping cart. The man laughed, and I was in the hospital, probably the healthiest patient they had seen in a long time.
It seems interesting to examine now, but when I was actually experiencing it, I was pretty messed up.
Just think, Joy, I might have gone bye-bye and no one would post random things on their blogs anymore. :)
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