This summer has been a good one but filled of physical pain and disease. I started it off with stepping on a nail when I was doing tornado clean up in Joplin. 30 minutes into cleaning up... not even kidding. It went pretty deep into the arch of my foot. That was painful for a couple of weeks.
Then a little while after that was gone I got MRSA on my calf! You might recall me having a bad case of MRSA last summer. This stuff is not fun and is going to be with me for the rest of my life apparently. So I was down with that the weekend of my birthday and the 4th of July into the whole week after that... I didn't get back to work or anything till the 11th of July.
So the case of MRSA was pretty intense and they had me taking SOOOOO many medications... I should be taking them still but then something else happened and this is the worst part...
(This I have to tell the whole story to do it justice) Thursday July 14th I wake up with hives covering my body. My first time breaking out in hives and it was not fun. My doctor told me tree tea oil would help keep MRSA away (every doctor has told me something different). Anyways, I had bought new body was the day before and used it. So I thought it was that. I took an allergy pill and went on to work. The hives kind of disappeared. But then in the afternoon my hands and feet started hurting and I could tell they were swelling a little bit. I was a little concerned but I had to work so I just dealt with it.
Well I worked until 9pm and my hands started hurting some. BUT it was the night of the Harry Potter Deathly Hallows Part 2 premier and I was not missing that. I went to the theater and got in line. While in line I could tell my hands were getting worse. We got into the IMAX and were sitting in out seats. I was in so much pain but so determined. This was the end of Harry. I had to be there. I had to. At about 11pm I caved. My hands looked like Aunt Marge's. And I am not exaggerating. (If you know me at all you would know that they had to be HORRIBLE for me to give up on Harry and go to the ER.) My hands were deformed from the swelling. Everyone around me was scared for me. My parents were looking things up online and getting freaked out. So I did I got up and left the theater and went to the ER.
I learned something at the ER when your hands look like balloons they don't make you wait. They took me right in to be seen. My body had an allergic reaction do the antibiotics I was on. So now I am not taking the antibiotics but I am on 4 other types of pills... I have been so full of drugs lately its ridiculous. And then after they shot me up with drugs in the ER I had to lay there and lay there. They said they had to watch me to make sure my body wouldn't react to what they gave me. So I was in the ER later than I would have been if I had gotten to see the movie. Oh well. It was a good choice. The doctor did tell me that if I would have waited my blood pressure would have dropped and I would have had trouble breathing and then we would have had a really big problem. So I made the right decision but I was not happy about it. I was probably more upset then I should have been but I was really mad/sad/frustrated/and all those bad feelings.
The next day I worked even though I am taking benadryl 4 times a day. It makes me so tired and a little loopy because I am so tired. Then I went to a wedding reception. Then I saw Harry Potter and the Deathly Hallows Part 2. Did I love it? Oh yes I did. I cried when the movie started. Not even kidding. I was just so happy that I was actually seeing it. I am a bit ridiculous, I know. But this has been such a big part of my life since I was 11! That's half my life people!
So the point of this story is I have bad luck... Oh well. Go see Harry if you haven't seen it yet. I am going again on Monday because I am determined to see it in the IMAX like I should have on opening night...
