I had sinus surgery the day before Thanksgiving which went pretty well. I knew that I would be sleeping and in pain for a couple of days but I had no idea what was to come. On Sunday, I woke up vomiting which was pretty bad considering I just had surgery. I didnt think much of it bc believe it or not this is kinda normal. It continues into Monday with a fever also. I had an appt with the surgeon on Tuesday and she gave me a phenergan injection and some nausea meds. I felt better for about a half a day. And then Wednesday I woke up vomiting again with fever and an extreme amount of pain from head to toe. I pushed through and made myself go to work, which I didnt stay very long. I drove home crying bc I hurt everywhere so bad. I crawled in bed with my vomit bag (which I have been carrying around for a few days). I literally passed out. My boyfriend came home about 3 hours later. He shook me to wake me up and apparently was concerned bc I looked so terrible. He called my doc and she said go to the hospital. Sooo I cried the whole way to the hospital bc of the pain. When I wasnt crying I was vomiting. He dropped me off to go park the car. I couldn’t even walk 10 feet without passing out. I was taken back immediately and hooked up to ivs. I was having an allergic reaction to my post surgery meds. My body was shutting down. My fever was 103. My blood pressure was 80/40. The doctors are convinced that if I wouldn’t have been found when I was I may not have woke up so easily. I was diagnosed with anaphylaxis. I was in the hospital for almost a day and given 3 to 4hours worth of ivs of different fluids and meds to flush out the poison meds. I slept for about 14 hours into the next day and was able to rest a few more days. I am pretty thankful to be able to share this story right now.
The main reason I am sharing this story is bc I have fundraised with heartsupport the past couple of years now and I missed one of the most important fundraising events ever!! The entire time heartsupport was fundraising for all this amazing stuff for 2019, I was so incredibly sick. Which should be understandable that I missed helping out with this event. An excuse, a reason. But yet, that doesn’t matter. All I can focus on is the guilt I have about missing this huge week. The guilt is so overwhelming that my chest hurts. I am so beyond proud of all of my heartsupport family for raising soo much money!! I really wish I could’ve been a part of it! I am so sorry to have missed this year. Especially if I let any of you down, I really didn’t want to.