I guess no trip to the ER is ever planned, but I was in Philly this weekend visiting my sister and nephew and spent some time in the hospital with him, and little did I know a few hours later I would be checking myself into the emergency room one floor below.
Let’s rewind a bit…
Saturday morning I woke up early to get on the road to Philly and arrived around 11:30am. I went directly the hospital to see my nephew and sister, and visited for a few minutes before my sister and I left to go to Lithe for a 12:15p class. Wendy had a groupon to the Lithe 101 class, so she signed us up to go on Saturday and the workout was HARD. It is a combination of pilates, cheer, dance, and some other things I’m sure (check out their website for more info) but is basically a super intense core workout that has you do work on a mat, on the floor,and using a ballet bar. I am still SO sore from that workout 2 days later…
After the class, we went back to Wendy’s and had lunch – nothing too strange. Stuffed shells and salad. After that Wendy and Justin went back to the hospital and I took their dog, Sadie, out for a short 3 mile run. Towards the end of the run, I started feeling really weird, but I thought maybe I just pushed myself too hard from doing the two things in one day.
I went inside and tried to drink water but felt like I couldn’t breathe very well, and then I went into the bathroom because my eyes felt weird, and my left eye was so swollen that the eyelid was hanging over my eye. I tried to remain calm and went outside of the bathroom to try to find some allergy meds, and then I went back in the bathroom and my right eye was starting to swell too, so that’s when I really freaked out.
I called my sister in tears and she left the hospital to come pick me up and bring me back to the hospital, one floor down from Harper. Because I was having an allergic reaction, they took me right in and didn’t make me wait at all, which was “nice”. Immediately they gave me a shot of benadryl, and then hooked up an IV and gave me more benadryl, steroids, and a breathing treatment, all intravenously. They also had me use a nebulizer, which is this little tube thing you put in your mouth and breathe in and out of which has more medicine to open up your airways.
They made me stay there for several hours so they could observe me because apparently its pretty common for the allergic reaction to kick back in when the Benadryl wears off, but luckily the swelling subsided and I didn’t have another reaction and was released several hours later.
It was SO scary and like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I have a picture of myself all swelled up but its a little too gross to put on here.
Update: I have NO idea what I had the allergic reaction to, and the doctors don’t know either. I was told to follow up with my PCP today, so I have a message in and will hopefully get allergy testing so I can figure it out!
Have you ever been to the ER? What happened that made you end up there?