Six weeks ago I woke up in the wee hours of the morning and my face felt like it was asleep...kind of numb and tingly. I got up and looked in the mirror and my lower lip was swollen...really, really swollen. Remember the cartoon Fat Albert? I could have been one of the characters on the show!
I thought it was strange, but assumed it was a bug bite and went back to bed. When I woke up a few hours later my lip was still swollen and still felt strange. As the day progressed the swelling went down and the strange feeling went away. I really didn't give it any more thought...until the next morning.
The next morning I woke up with the same strange feeling in my face, but this time it was my upper lip that was swollen...really, really swollen. Think platypus or Dr. Zira from Planet of the Apes. Or better yet...think of their love child...and you have an idea of what I looked like! Enough so it made my sweet baby cry and ask me if I could go get a new lip! Again, as the day progressed the swelling went down and all was well with the world...until the next morning.
You guessed it...another morning...another swollen, numb lip and just for giggles my eyes decided to join in on the fun and were pretty much swollen shut. This time I decided to call a doctor. Hey, I'm a slow learner...but eventually I do learn!
So, now fast forward six weeks, numerous doctor appointments, two rounds of steroids and I'm still swelling and now have the added benefit of hives from head to toe. I'm not talking a few bumps here and there...my hives have hives! I look like a topographical map!
For now, I'm going to an allergist, living on a steady diet of antihistamines, and when I'm not knocked out from the allergy meds I'm pretty much an itchy, whiney mess. I'll stop now. Thanks for letting me get that off my chest!
















