On Friday afternoon I looked over at my son Max and for a brief second he looked like a reptile...
Was this because I've had my head buried in Harry Potter books for the past two weeks or was it because I had just been shot up with Benadryl in the ER and one of the side affects of Diphenhydramine is hallucinations? Maybe a combination of both.
It was kind of weird looking at Max and seeing a sleestack peering back at me, but I have had some experience with drugs in the past and was able to dismiss the disturbing vision rather quickly. Still, until I looked up the side affects of benadryl this morning, I thought it was kind of weird.
Over the past three months I've had three severe allergy attacks with all sorts of crazy symptoms, like Hives (in very uncomfortable places) Panic, swollen fingers, swollen tongues, and itchiness etc. Really, I only panicked the first time cause I didn't know what was going on, but luckily Web MD informed me of what was happening and assured me that if I didn't seek medical attention immediately I could go into shock and DIE. I heart Web MD.
When I was a child I had asthma and I was also allergic to chalk dust, house dust, saw dust, and leaf dust. In other words I'm allergic to dust. So when I went to the allergist after the first attack It was officially confirmed that I am allergic to dust. I'm also allergic to some random tree that is common to New England.
It could also be that I'm allergic to certain kinds of food, (the allergist and I discussed this) and I just want to point out that these attacks first started when I betrayed my beloved all starch diet for foods rich in whole wheat, peanut oil and potassium. What was I thinking...
Anyway since I've become really good at self diagnosis I will continue to do research and experiment with different types of food to discover what's causing these allergy attacks. Or maybe I'll just stick to eating Ramon Noodles and never think about this shit again.
Back to Benadyrl for a minute though, intravenous Benadryl use is quite enjoyable and has quickly become my drug of choice, but unfortunately I'm running out of veins for the nurses to use. If it happens again, next time I will suggest my eyeball and I will ask Turtle Boy to wait patiently in the waiting room with Mommy until Daddy is done freaking out.