No this is
not a scene in a movie, it is my reality. On Friday night when I was writing the
last entry I did, I was eating some
peanuts that I got from a store. At that time I was writing on how good the
day had been even though I had not gotten any school work done.
Then I felt
it, a tingling on my tongue. But I didn’t think that there could be anything
wrong. I have been eating peanuts aka groundnut for years. I even made peanut
butter and jelly cookies early this year and that was when I discovered the
wonders of eating bread with peanut butter and jelly…..so I was positive it was
just in my mind.
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I woke up my
housemate and told her to call 999 (which is the emergency number). The girl
was acting dazed and I had already started calling them. I didn’t even know
when the lady at the call centre started talking, I thought it was an automated
voice.
I explained
everything to her and she asked if I was allergic to peanuts and I said no. To
cut a long story that I can’t fully remember short, she asked for my address
and post code and told me to not swallow anything and leave the door open.
All that was
in my head was ‘I cannot come and die here o’ and ‘I don’t want to go to the ER
unit’. I started coughing to try and force my lungs to loosen up. I tried
calling a doctor friend who is a classmate to know if there was any other thing
to do before the paramedics came but he was not responding.
The
paramedics arrived and questions were asked but I noticed (and they did too)
that I was gradually stabilising. I could talk and not feel out of breath more.
They asked me if I had any antihistamine in the house, I told them yes and that
I had already taken it. And we all concluded that the antihistamine (the Loratidine)
I took had started taking effect.
Well, they
had to do routine test on me…....blood pressure which was way higher than my
normal (I panicked but she reminded me that due to what I had just passed
through it was expected), she checked my lungs with a stethoscope, my oxygen
level , my temperature and also my blood glucose.
The
paramedics were around for almost one hour and soon all sort of topics came up….from
them yabbing the quality of infra red thermometer that was given to them, to
them teasing medics in over thinking/overreacting when any small thing happens to us, to
them teasing my housemate that she looks scared and confused, to asking me why I
am just doing my masters at my age, to teasing themselves that they don’t take any
multivitamins except if beer has vitamins and also saying that I would have to
correct my prolactinaemia soon if I meet a British bloke now…….lol. It was a
funny night. They asked questions as is to be expected for the medical case reports and
said if there is any more issue we should just call (which I rebuked…..I won’t
have any more issues).
I am not
allergic to peanuts!! I have to say this because everyone keeps asking that
when I tell them. Only my brother called me ‘Longthroat’ (greedy). He said why
didn’t I eat ordinary peanuts instead of looking for spiced peanuts.
Apparently I
am allergic to one of the ingredient used to spice it and after eliminating all
the other ingredients that I have been exposed to previously, I was left with ACETIC ACID.
It is apparently a food preservative and when I checked side effects of it, I noticed
that all the symptoms I had were the side effects for it.
The paramedics
(they were two: a male and a female) warned me to stay away from snickers which
I won’t because I love snickers and I am
not allergic to peanuts. But I am going to be careful when buying snacks or any
food items and be on the look out for acetic acid. I would also take a tablet
of loratidine before I try any new product in this place. I don’t understand
all the extras they place in and on foods here...…. #confusedmuch #keepitplainandsimple
Anyway I am
really grateful to God that I didn’t have to be wheeled off to the ER unit and I am
back to my normal (and hopefully better self). The paramedics were awesome. And
the response time was long to me at that time but I guess it wasn’t that long
(about 10 minutes….i am not sure). Whether It was long or not, it is still
better than Nigeria where paramedics/ambulances are non-existent!! God help
Nigeria!! I am not even going to say more than that!....#pissedmood
I have to go
now. Thanks for stopping by….
Luv ya,
Petite Diva….
Phew that was an experience and a half. I can just picture the drama as you narrated it. Thank God you are OK!
ReplyDeleteGirl, it was not funny o. My mind had gone to different places. Thank God it was not more than that. Thanks for stopping by....
DeleteThank God you are okay..pele dear. I wish we had 911 in Nigeria but the traffic sef is too much. I doubt rapid response can work in this coutry. Kai
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Thank God for his mercies. Thanks dear...
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