Tuesday, November 23, 2004

Fear and Loathing in Sydney....

I had the funkiest and scariest time in my life yesterday... I thought I was going to see the great pearly gates, but instead I am here, telling you about the bright lights...

It started last night after eating leftover dinners infront of the TV and packing up to go and play my regular Ultimate Frisbee comp down the road from my apartment.

The game started great with our team, 6 points up, when I felt tightening of the skin on my face and arm. Under the great halogen light I look upon my arm and I saw something scary.....

My whole arm was starting to be covered in Hives!!
I touch my face and I could feel the lumpy skins, which is a telltale signs hives.

Like a typical guy, I thought that I was impervious to harm, so I continues playing since my breathing was still normal and I did not feel under-weather, beside looking like a guy who have been stung a 100 times by killer bees =P

Anyway I played for another hour before I realise that I am getting worst!
I could feel that the skin all over my body has tighten, and itchiness is spreading onto my body and all extremities.....

At that time, fear begins to seeps into my body and I decided that early exits would be a good idea. So as I was planning to leave, the lights on the field suddenly switch off!

In the dark, I told my TL that I was leaving and off I went.
As I was walking towards my home, I begin to sense that my eye sight were failing....

White lights were blinding to me, but everything were blurry. Colours were merging into each other. I could not see any details just bright spots... My body felt like it was drunk. I was fighting hard to continue walking, I was stumbling and blackout was inevitable. I knew if I blackout I might not wake up again....

Luckily for me I reach home and I colapse on to my apartment floor.
Of course my wife freak out !!
She wanted to call the ambulance, but I convinced her not to over-react.
Anyway she called my folks and told them my conditions... they advise for me to see a doctor, but since it is 11pm on a weekday, there were no medical centre open, only the emergency clinic in the hospital.

After a short rest, they were able to move me to the emergency clinic.
Due to my "non-fatal" symptoms the triage nurse decided that I was not in danger and I was left to wait for over 2 hours, before I decided to go home and just rest. My symptoms finally subsided while I was waiting , that I was confident that the worst was over and all I need was some rest....

The next morning, I woke up and all the hives were gone.



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