I dont exactly know how to go on about this since im still having trouble with wrapping my head around this but anyways...
Early last night i was trying to get rid of a beehive close to childrens playground and I got stung a few times in the head... nothing happened for a few minutes but then i started feeling itchy all over and my face started swelling at which point i told me mom and m8 that this aint no damn psychological reaction, also obvious because i was beginning to look increasingly like toxic the avenger and I was rushed to the hospital ;p
I arrived to the ER and they gave me a good load of adrenaline and since they werent listening to my objections (for some unbeknownst reason my body produces nearly twice the adrenaline than usual, propably my double chromosomes have to do with it), they managed to stop my heart for a moment (could have been seconds, could have been minutes). It felt like a little stab at my chest, I heard that watchamacallit going beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeep, the thing before blacking out I remember was that I was smiling, part of me hissing 'tell the devil im coming' and the other whispering, 'my lord, im coming to thee'. Creepy, yes.
I woke up again, all I remember was that I was raging and literally seeing red but not being able to do anything about it and then I blacked out again. The second time I woke up I was vomiting all over and ripped out the oxygen mask, I managed to cough out to them to give me several mgs of ativan which they suprisingly DID do and then I blacked out once more. After that I blacked out and woke up several times. I suppose I did that for like 6 hours? I dont know, I kind of lost the track of time there for obvious reasons. The last time I woke up I was feeling fairly clear headed and got up to sit on the bed, the doctor came to see me and asked how I was feeling. I was trembling but otherwise pretty ok, no worse than a hangover.
the checked me out, all the signs and that sh*t, took a while but I was finally cleared to go and I walked back home.
Interesting experience but something I would rather have had not wanted to experience, nonetheless.
Still bit woozy from all those drugs they gave so pardon me.