Having ones breath taken away can be a moving, memorable experience. Whether it is an overwhelming sense of awe after seeing a remarkable sunset, viewing a spectacular scene or appreciating nature at its best.
Then there is the more sinister experience of having a reaction to an allergen that literally takes your breath away. Constricted airways will only let a small amount of life sustaining oxygen pass to the lungs. This in and of itself is scary, but not knowing the trigger for such a reaction is down right frightening. It is like having someone or something lurking in a corner waiting to pounce when you least expect it.
Having had the latter experience of having my breath taken away this weekend makes me feel a bit vulnerable. The symptoms presented as an allergic reaction to a bee sting, but there wasn’t a sting site. And I am absolutely sure I would have been aware of being stung….never had a bee sting that did not hurt.
Bottom line, since neither the walk-in clinic doctor or I could pinpoint the trigger for the reaction. I was sent home with an emergency stash of inhaler and supply of Epinephrine to the tune of $266. Now that was an unexpected hit to the old pocketbook, but the alternative of not having the medication was not acceptable. So I bit the bullet and put down the $$$$ to hedge my bet of making it to the ER if I ever had another severe reaction to the unknown allergen.