Superbone Meets the Badman

So, Maynard Ferguson died a couple days ago. But I guess we all will.

So, I think I'm allergic to bee stings

So as some of you know, I enjoy running and try to train and push myself during the week. Well, on Sunday, I have started a tradition of going out to a new place for a nice leisurely run alone after church. So this past sunday, I decided to check out the springwater trail starting in Boring. I was running for about 30 minutes and was about a mile or so from my car when out from the depths of an overgrown blackberry bush a bee flies out. For a split second we see each other and try to save ourselves from the inevitable. I swerved to the left and he to the right, but it was in vain. The bee landed on my upper lip and did what bees do best; sting.

So as some of you know, I get bit all the time by nearly every insect that can bite. Sure the bite itches and hurt for a while but, it's normally more of an inconveinence then anything else. Not so with this bite. Within seconds of the attack, my lip started swelling. After about a minute, my lip was so swelled I was having trouble seperating the top and bottom lips (not to mention that it hurt). It was about at this moment I realized I was in a slight predicament and ran back to my car as fast as I could. By the time I got to my car, my whole body was covered in hives and rashes. Needless to say I was booking it to my car so fast I accidently left my running shirt and sunglasses. I didn't really care much at that point though.

So as some of you know, I don't normally go over the speed limit, but like to be a resopnsible driver. Well, this day was the exception as I was flying up to about 20 over the limit from Boring to the nearest hospital I knew of, the Sunnyside Keizer. As time passed I could feel my ability to drive well diminish and felt slightly dehydrated. I attempted at nearly every stoplight ( it seemed like I hit almost of them) to drink some water, but for every cup I got down my thought about half of it fell into my lap. I had my cell phone ready in case I got the point where I couldn't drive and had to pull over to call 911. Evnetually I got to Keizer and things weren't all that great. My hives and rashes were worse, I couldn't move half my mouth, my eyes were starting to swell shut and I was starting to have chest pains. I couldn't find the ER, so I just ran into the nearest building I could which luckily happened to be normal medical clinics with an urgent care place.

I don't exactly understand what urgent care is for, because it seems like if something was bad then you go to the ER and if it isn't you solve the problem on your own. But anyway I was glad it was there this time and upon coming in a secratary person pulled me over to a char in the corner of the waiting room, gave me a shot of epinerferin and hooked me up to an IV (after a few tries because my veins were all constricted). This was only after they made me show them my keizer card though. They then called parametics and I got an ambulance ride from the front of keizer to the back side to the ER. I spent three more hours in the ER unitl they declared me stable enough to leave. During that time I got another shot of epinerferin, one or two shots of steroids and a whopper shot of liquid benedryl. It was an experince. Now I'm out on meds for a week and taking antihistmines every four hours until the swelling and hives are all gone out of my system. The doctor also gave me an emergencey epineferin injector for whenever I go outside: we'll see about that. So God, thanks for keeping me alive another day.

On a side note, I did count myself luckier then the ER paitient in the room next to me. Apparently they needed to take a urine sample from him, but he was unable to urinate. So they had to fetch it from his bladder. I think you get the picture.