Andrew Holley
Well-known member
Last week Wednesday, my wife asked me to go to Walmart with her for a few items. Now I don't know about your local Walmart, but ours is full of freaks, where these people come from and what they do for a living, just makes my head scratch. I usually go just to watch people. Turns out I am now one of them.
So anyways, away we went, walked around the store for about a half an hour, cart about half full of various stuff. Get to the cash register and my eyes start watering, by the time she paid, I looked like I was crying, sneezing and cough with every breath and had the shakes. Pushing the cart, half leaning/riding it, we got to the truck. Got home took a Benadryl, 30 mins later took another when I realized I was having trouble breathing, off to the hospital we went. On the way there, my face swelled up, couldn't see out of one eye and the lower half went numb.
As we got to admitting, I still didn't think I was that bad, until they pushed me into a wheel chair and off we went. ( I figured I would be sitting in the waiting room for about an room and by then the Benadryl would have fully kicked in and I would be back to normal.)
After couple of shots from eppy pens, sterorids and something else, I finally started to feel better. Made back home later that night.
At this point, I haven't yet seen an allergist (later this week) and now have to carry an eppy pen everywhere I go. ER doctor said I had a fairly slow reaction, next time could and probably will happen faster.
All my life I have had summer allergies, running nose, watery eye. Nothing too sever, just enough to be annoying. Now I feel like my life is tied to this stupid little yellow pen. Every time I sneeze I feel for the pen and start making a mental path to the exit, to the truck and how to get to a hospital.
Getting old sucks, just needed to vent.
So anyways, away we went, walked around the store for about a half an hour, cart about half full of various stuff. Get to the cash register and my eyes start watering, by the time she paid, I looked like I was crying, sneezing and cough with every breath and had the shakes. Pushing the cart, half leaning/riding it, we got to the truck. Got home took a Benadryl, 30 mins later took another when I realized I was having trouble breathing, off to the hospital we went. On the way there, my face swelled up, couldn't see out of one eye and the lower half went numb.
As we got to admitting, I still didn't think I was that bad, until they pushed me into a wheel chair and off we went. ( I figured I would be sitting in the waiting room for about an room and by then the Benadryl would have fully kicked in and I would be back to normal.)
After couple of shots from eppy pens, sterorids and something else, I finally started to feel better. Made back home later that night.
At this point, I haven't yet seen an allergist (later this week) and now have to carry an eppy pen everywhere I go. ER doctor said I had a fairly slow reaction, next time could and probably will happen faster.
All my life I have had summer allergies, running nose, watery eye. Nothing too sever, just enough to be annoying. Now I feel like my life is tied to this stupid little yellow pen. Every time I sneeze I feel for the pen and start making a mental path to the exit, to the truck and how to get to a hospital.
Getting old sucks, just needed to vent.