Anaphylectic Shock...
Jan 7, 2004

For those who know what it is, the title says it all huh? Well, last night was full of excitement. Took my son to my mom's for dinner and we played games too and had lots of fun and decided we'd do it every Tuesday. I get out of her car when she drops me back off at home and go to take the stuff inside before my son (so he can wait out in the warm car and I don't have to try to coax him into the house with my arms full) to find that one of my roommates, the wife, accidently bought and took a big swig of Diet Pepsi instead of Regular Pepsi at the gas station.

Doesn't sound like anything big until you realize that she is severely allergic to aspartme (sweetener abudantly used in diet pop to replace sugar). She immediately spit out most of the pop upon tasting it but that was only good enough for her to get home, toss a benadryl down and collapse onto the recliner completely out of it. I walked in moments after. The fiancé was there but it's exceedingly difficult to take someone to the hospital who has turned into dead weight that is the size of one and a half of yourself AND bring along 3 children and an infant, one of whom is screaming for a feeding and the others of which should be in bed not in a hospital. So, needless to say he was relieved when I got there.

Unfortunately again, the two of us were still unable to lift her enough to carry her back to the car so we called her husband at work and told him the situation. He drove home and checked her pulse and called her mother. Turns out that while it was enough to lay her out flat, it wasn't enough to have to take her to the hospital, but we had to get her to wake up, her mother said we had to get her to drink at least a small glass of water, forcing it down her throat if we couldn't get her to come to enough to drink it herself and then wait it out.

The worst part is waiting it out. Getting her to stay semi-conscious every once in awhile to make sure she actually could wake up, make sure she breathes and watch her shiver when she's cold, cry 'cause someone's choking her (and attempting to understand what she's mumbling whenever she does speak) and the right side of her body twitching every once in awhile. It was a shaky experience. For all of my not wanting to live here anymore, I do care about my roommates and their children, we are all pretty close (just better being close in our own homes imo but that's probably just because I feel it is more than time to have my own home).

She's fine today with plenty of smiles, a little weak but nevertheless okay and that's good to start with ^_^