Saturday, November 17, 2012
Funny how much you appreciate life when you're about to lose it. But it's so true. Today, I had an allergic reaction with something, I'm not sure what, but all I know is that it was horrible. I was eating lunch, then all of a sudden I felt an itching in my throat, an extremely uncomfortable scratchiness that wouldn't go away. It hurt to breathe, and every breath became an effort. I wonder why I reacted to that food. I'm allergic to peanuts, but my parents tried it and said it didn't taste like peanuts. I'm wondering more and more recently if I'm developing another allergy, because I've been reacting to things way more often than usual, and I can't find a connection with all the things I've reacted to, and all of them definitely had no peanuts in it. Great. Back to the restaurant. I honestly felt in that moment that I had no more desire to live if this laborious task called breathing continued. It hurt. So much. I couldn't talk; it took too much effort. I just concentrated on breathing. One breath in, and out. In, and out. It was so horrible. I felt like there was something lodged in my throat; it hurt to swallow and to breathe. In, out. In out. We left the restaurant and went to get some medication for me. I didn't see my life flashing before my eyes like everyone says they see. Instead, I had "If I Die Young" by The Band Perry playing in my head. Yes, if I die young, bury me inside, lay me down in a bed of roses...send me away with the words of a love song. I wanted to die. But I didn't, as you can see, because I'm typing this about six hours after lunch. My dad went to get medicine for me, while I focused on breathing, lungs heaving, stomaching churning. I finally got medicine, and it was the best feeling in the world. Forget all the other things the world says give you pleasure. Try knowing that you were so close to not being able to breathe, and then being able to breathe freely again. That's the best. I was feeling unwell before lunch also, I had no energy. Plus the ordeal of the allergy, I felt like a zombie. I went home and took a nap. It was so rejuvenating! Don't underestimate the power of sleep.
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