Took my first dose of pills, and 3 hours later, they appeared. The HIVES. They weren't bad, I was speckled all across my torso, and I've had them before, so I wasn't too alarmed. I stopped the pills and the next morning when the hives were still there, I went back and got a new prescription, this time it was more penicillin based. Ok!
So paid more money, for more drugs, and went home. My hives were getting better, but hadn't gone away. I started new antibiotics, and did what the bottle said. I took 2 doses, and around 6 pm, I was a big red welt.
I've never seen hives quite that bad before. Tony and I were due for a date night, and I was determined to go see Skyfall, even though I was covered. At least my face, hands and feet weren't bad. Tony kept asking if I wanted to cancel, nope. Not skipping date night.
I have priorities.
Obviously I didn't realize how bad it actually was, until the end of the movie. Why the end of the movie?!?!?! Arrrg! I started feeling like there were pins and needles in my skin, and I got antsy in my seat. Concentrated enough to catch the end, and then we bee lined it outta there.
Tony suggested I get in the tub, and then I realized how bad it was. From my thighs up, I was just a solid red painful welt. I took allergy meds, and waited, and waited a couple hours. It just wasn't getting better, and in fact, it started getting worse. It wrapped around my calves and then hit my arms.
After waiting and talking to my family and Tony, we called the nurse hotline, who said its best to go to the hospital cause the reaction could get worse and quickly, especially after describing the severity of it all.
So I spent a few hours at the hospital. They sent me away loaded up on a ton of benadryl. I felt stupid. I could have done that at home. The doc was nice enough to give me a bunch of free pills for the next few hours.
The day after it seemed to clear up that morning, and then, boom! Fever hit, and wherever I hadn't have the hives is where they hit. My face, hands, feet, and neck were all covered. Felt like death that day.
I am very grateful that the kids were easily amused with tv, mandarin oranges, and french toast. Another day later after being stoned on benadryl (it really knocks me out), I was good to go.
Strangest reaction I've ever had. I will call it a reaction, though the dr said it was part of my cold virus....pffftt....I actually don't know what to think anymore, cause the fever was the weirdest part.
So, we're kinda back now. I'm feeling better, and hopefully will have more things to write about.