Many times what others think of you can truly affect you.
Many times we let these opinions bring us down.
Many times we fall and we don't stand back up.
Why?
We all make mistakes.
We all act without thinking.
We all are not perfect.
The greatest lesson I have learned is to laugh it off.
As hard as it is, some people spend their time laughing at others.
Some people have no true goal in their life.
Some people would rather appear to be the unripened fruit.
There are better times to come than to worry about such immaturity.
There are better people out there who will treat you like a true friend.
There are better environments that will be full of mature beings.
As much as it bothers me, I am challenging myself to push the immaturity aside and laugh it off.
To be a wise man, one cannot follow in the footsteps of the premature.
You laugh at me because I'm different, I laugh at you because you're all the same.
-Jonathan Davis
Friday, November 5, 2010
Thursday, September 2, 2010
Expect the Unexpected
I haven't had time to sit and write about my adventures that happened on Wednesday, so here it is.
I decided that since life has been very interesting in the past few months, I wanted to start a blog to post my thoughts as often as possible. Writing out thoughts is usually very relieving and relaxing. And here I go!
On Wednesday, I had a casual day with classes and work and what not. I ended up not needing to go to work during lunch so I had lunch at my friend's house. The lunch menu was pretty much shrimp or beef and mushroom tacos/ burritos. I'm not too sure if they had a name, but it was not bad. After eating at noon, my friend helped me move four extremely heavy boxes to my apartment. Of course I assisted him but the boxes were getting too heavy for me to handle; so I asked a neighbor to help out. Thank goodness for helpful people.
While moving the last box, I started to feel my fingers tingle and swell a bit. (I've had minor allergic reactions to shrimp in the past, but only if I exercised after eating it.) I thought to myself, "This is happening to me again? I'm not even exercising! I'm only moving boxes..." Little did I know, while returning the trolley to the post office, my toes started to swell as well. Since these were common symptoms to my previous allergic reactions, I thought nothing of it and went to buy some benedryl to maybe ease the itchiness. Soon enough, I was in line waiting to pay and my face felt like it was blowing up. My eyes and nose felt like it was ballooning and people started looking at me. Embarrassed enough, I looked down the whole time hoping to leave the store as fast as possible.
While thinking of walking back to my apartment to take a long, cold shower, my entire body was aching with pain and itchiness. I felt my right eye swelling to the point that it was almost closed and my upper lips as swollen as I could imagine. My face never swelled up like that in the past so I was slightly worried. Then I noticed that my arms had hives all over and it was spreading to my palms and the back of my hands. By this point I was like, "Oh my God. This is serious business." So I ran to health services and panting and panicking, I said, "I am having a weird allergic reaction!"
Within a few seconds, the nurse called my name and sat me in a room. They gave me water and by then, my feet were swollen, hands filled with hives, buttocks, neck, face, and legs had hives, my right eye was basically so big that it was closed, and I was shaking. They quickly checked my BP and pulse. (I had a rapid pulse and hypertension). The nurses kept asking if my tongue was swollen but at that time it was not. I don't know why but my whole body was shaking. Soon they gave me pills (which I do not remember what it was) to take and kept asking if I could breathe. I don't even remember how it happened step by step since I was experiencing anxiety and texting my sister. In minutes, I felt my tongue start to swell and notified the nurses. Next thing I knew, the nurses were screaming at each other, "HURRY UP! HURRY UP!"
One of the nurses came and injected epinephrine in one arm and prednisone (a steroid) in the other arm. After a few minutes, I felt the swelling stop in my entire body and much calmer. Thank goodness for the invention of such drugs. I was still shaking but if my tongue was fully swollen, I would have been in anaphylactic shock. Had I gone to the health services 10 minutes later, I would have experienced anaphylactic shock. Praise God that this wasn't the case. Although with the medical treatment and subsiding allergic reactions, I was informed that because I had a severe allergic reaction, I had to go to the ER. This was because rebound was possible. Rebound occurs within a few hours to 24 hours of the incident, so I had to be under medical attention for at least four hours after my exposure to shrimp in case my symptoms came back. They soon contacted my house fellow and she came to accompany me.
Without a choice, they had to call the public safety people, the ER, who sent an ambulance over. Yes, I had to go in the ambulance. I did not want to, especially because I did not want my family to pay. I am currently waiting to see and hoping that the bill will not make my mother faint. Being in the ambulance was interesting since they had to hook me up to the machines and I had to be buckled in on the stretcher. So into the ER I went and was transferred to a room. Nurses and a doctor checked up on me and said that I had to wait and stay in the ER until 4 pm. That was a pain since I was hooked up to similar machines and one that kept taking my BP every like 15 minutes. I thought my arm was going to loose circulation.
I passed out in the bed like a baby due to the many drugs that were injected into me. Eventually I was discharged and my house fellow called the campus police to pick us up. Another adventure! This one was not as comfortable though. I sat in the back, where the seats were basically plastic, a little barred area to talk or listen to the cop, and the windows were sealed with a layer of more plastic. It was really hot too. But I guess that was an adventure.
So that is my story. I feel like I just wrote a Xanga post... oh well. Next time I will post more on thoughts than stories. Least I can check off 1) riding in an ambulance, 2) riding in a police car, and 3) experiencing a near death situation or lets just say, a severe allergic reaction. Maybe those aren't exactly the right thoughts I should take away from that day but it was an adventurous day I must say. Too bad shellfish won't be my friends anymore and in its place, an epipen.
Everyday is different and we can never expect the same.
I can only be gracious that I am alive and well now. :)
I decided that since life has been very interesting in the past few months, I wanted to start a blog to post my thoughts as often as possible. Writing out thoughts is usually very relieving and relaxing. And here I go!
On Wednesday, I had a casual day with classes and work and what not. I ended up not needing to go to work during lunch so I had lunch at my friend's house. The lunch menu was pretty much shrimp or beef and mushroom tacos/ burritos. I'm not too sure if they had a name, but it was not bad. After eating at noon, my friend helped me move four extremely heavy boxes to my apartment. Of course I assisted him but the boxes were getting too heavy for me to handle; so I asked a neighbor to help out. Thank goodness for helpful people.
While moving the last box, I started to feel my fingers tingle and swell a bit. (I've had minor allergic reactions to shrimp in the past, but only if I exercised after eating it.) I thought to myself, "This is happening to me again? I'm not even exercising! I'm only moving boxes..." Little did I know, while returning the trolley to the post office, my toes started to swell as well. Since these were common symptoms to my previous allergic reactions, I thought nothing of it and went to buy some benedryl to maybe ease the itchiness. Soon enough, I was in line waiting to pay and my face felt like it was blowing up. My eyes and nose felt like it was ballooning and people started looking at me. Embarrassed enough, I looked down the whole time hoping to leave the store as fast as possible.
While thinking of walking back to my apartment to take a long, cold shower, my entire body was aching with pain and itchiness. I felt my right eye swelling to the point that it was almost closed and my upper lips as swollen as I could imagine. My face never swelled up like that in the past so I was slightly worried. Then I noticed that my arms had hives all over and it was spreading to my palms and the back of my hands. By this point I was like, "Oh my God. This is serious business." So I ran to health services and panting and panicking, I said, "I am having a weird allergic reaction!"
Within a few seconds, the nurse called my name and sat me in a room. They gave me water and by then, my feet were swollen, hands filled with hives, buttocks, neck, face, and legs had hives, my right eye was basically so big that it was closed, and I was shaking. They quickly checked my BP and pulse. (I had a rapid pulse and hypertension). The nurses kept asking if my tongue was swollen but at that time it was not. I don't know why but my whole body was shaking. Soon they gave me pills (which I do not remember what it was) to take and kept asking if I could breathe. I don't even remember how it happened step by step since I was experiencing anxiety and texting my sister. In minutes, I felt my tongue start to swell and notified the nurses. Next thing I knew, the nurses were screaming at each other, "HURRY UP! HURRY UP!"
One of the nurses came and injected epinephrine in one arm and prednisone (a steroid) in the other arm. After a few minutes, I felt the swelling stop in my entire body and much calmer. Thank goodness for the invention of such drugs. I was still shaking but if my tongue was fully swollen, I would have been in anaphylactic shock. Had I gone to the health services 10 minutes later, I would have experienced anaphylactic shock. Praise God that this wasn't the case. Although with the medical treatment and subsiding allergic reactions, I was informed that because I had a severe allergic reaction, I had to go to the ER. This was because rebound was possible. Rebound occurs within a few hours to 24 hours of the incident, so I had to be under medical attention for at least four hours after my exposure to shrimp in case my symptoms came back. They soon contacted my house fellow and she came to accompany me.
Without a choice, they had to call the public safety people, the ER, who sent an ambulance over. Yes, I had to go in the ambulance. I did not want to, especially because I did not want my family to pay. I am currently waiting to see and hoping that the bill will not make my mother faint. Being in the ambulance was interesting since they had to hook me up to the machines and I had to be buckled in on the stretcher. So into the ER I went and was transferred to a room. Nurses and a doctor checked up on me and said that I had to wait and stay in the ER until 4 pm. That was a pain since I was hooked up to similar machines and one that kept taking my BP every like 15 minutes. I thought my arm was going to loose circulation.
I passed out in the bed like a baby due to the many drugs that were injected into me. Eventually I was discharged and my house fellow called the campus police to pick us up. Another adventure! This one was not as comfortable though. I sat in the back, where the seats were basically plastic, a little barred area to talk or listen to the cop, and the windows were sealed with a layer of more plastic. It was really hot too. But I guess that was an adventure.
So that is my story. I feel like I just wrote a Xanga post... oh well. Next time I will post more on thoughts than stories. Least I can check off 1) riding in an ambulance, 2) riding in a police car, and 3) experiencing a near death situation or lets just say, a severe allergic reaction. Maybe those aren't exactly the right thoughts I should take away from that day but it was an adventurous day I must say. Too bad shellfish won't be my friends anymore and in its place, an epipen.
Everyday is different and we can never expect the same.
I can only be gracious that I am alive and well now. :)
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