These past couple of days have been a little on the hectic and painful side for me. Unfortunately, the medicine I'd been taking to heal properly after the mini surgeries that I had before the new year, was giving me some sort of internal allergic reaction. I didn't know, or really notice any significant changes in my body, until the regimen I was told to be under was basically over. So naturally, yesterday I went to a hospital closer to where I live where they confirmed my very weird but possible situation. Friday I had a delusion worthy fever, crazy spasms, as well as a rash that begin underneath my skin and rose just below the surface. Saturday the fever had dropped some but the rash had spread and the spasms were full throttle. By the time Sunday had arrived my fever was basically gone (Thanks Tylenol!) But the rash was unbearable along with the spasms. Actually, I was sleeping and literally convulsed myself awake. Asia thought I was having a seizure, but all I can remember was a lack of air and being very disoriented which prompted yesterday's trip. Dealing with that hospital was a disaster in itself. Gratefully though, I made it through the ordeal that is Mount Sinai Brooklyn. Which personally, looks like where people go to die, just really happy to not be one of them. Not that they didn't try. And almost succeed. Twice. So now, I'm on some prescription Benadryl and hopefully it works well enough to make me good as new again. At this point, I'll be happy if I never see another information bracelet with my name on it ever again. Well, ever again, is probably pushing it but the next six months hospital free would be amazing. If I keep knocking on Death's door like this, he's eventually gonna leave me a key under the flowerpot that's on top of the welcome mat. Frustrating.
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