What’s a vacation without a trip to the hospital? A normal relaxing vacation!
I ended up calling Jason to come pick me up at where my family was “glamping”. He is staying at his parents to get a visit in with them, plus he is working. I had called several times and was getting really grumpy. So when he answered finally I kept it short and told him to hurry up and get me to take me to the hospital.
Poor guy ended up rushing out, and called me back asking if someone else could rush me out so he could meet me there thinking I was dying basically. Meanwhile I told him to chill out, that I’d wait for him since I was having a s’more by the camp fire. He didn’t like hearing that, since he thought it was a major emergency.
Nope! It wasn’t a major emergency. After getting my mom’s second opinion we decided I should go to the hospital to get my incision from the surgery checked. It looked like I was at least having a bad reaction to something and we wanted to be sure everything was ok. Evie was in bed, thankfully with lots of family around I knew she was in good hands if she woke during the night.
We took a random back road to Vernon hospital, with no street lights and lots of turns. We almost hit a massive racoon on the way there. The whole time we were praying the hospital wouldn’t be busy so I could get in right away.
Jason dropped me off at the emergency doors and went to find parking. What an answer to prayer it was empty in there! I was admitted and seen by two nurse and the doctor within 45 minutes.
The doctor agreed to what I suspected; that I was having a brutal allergic reaction to the bandages and steristrips used on my incision. What had been used on me is meant for people with allergies to adhesive. Everyone there told me they had never seen this happen before. I guess I’m unique cause now they’ve seen it!
The silly bandages and steristrips have been replaced with something else they are hoping I won’t react too. I was also given a prescription for a cream to treat the rash from the allergic reaction.
Round trip we ended up having me back at the camp within 2 hours, with memories made of a late night hospital trip. Very thankful for our medical system. If we’d been from our of country the cost of last night would have started at $1100.
Tell me in not the only one who is randomly allergic to different bandages and adhesive? Anyone else ever have a bad reaction?