I did a stupid thing yesterday morning.
My friend puts a bunch of Sucralose, (Splenda), in her coffee and I’m terribly allergic.
I went to make my coffee in the late morning and grabbed her mug instead of mine off the counter, (because I was tired and needed coffee), and made and drank half the cup before I noticed it wasn’t mine.
Unfortunately, that was enough to make me pretty sick.
I called the nurse at my doctor’s office, and then they sent me to the emergency room.
The doctor there, however, looked at my allergy list and decided I was a psych case.
I know that because his entire treatment plan changed after he saw it and saw my med list and he essentially gave me a placebo to get me out of there.
Meanwhile, I’m still miserable and itchy and my eyes feel like fire is shooting out of them at 4:30 in the morning.
That’s after I found a lonely dose of steroids in my stuff that I could take to try to mitigate this. Before that I was also super nauseous and even more itchy.
I hate when doctors don’t take me seriously due to my mental health. It basically means that I’m going to have to go see my primary care later today to get a couple days of steroids, (what the ER should have done), and that’s if I can even get in there with all of this covid stuff going on.
Just gonna sit here and put a cold washcloth on my eyes and hope that 8:00am shows up sooner than later so I can get ahold of my primary care.
Moral of the story: I need to pay more attention!!