I’m feeling a little beat down today. Yesterday I was filled with a bit of hope that the hives were on their way out but woke throughout the night and this morning feeling like they were only picking up steam again.
The swelling I’d had was incredible. My face puffed to the point of not being able to put my glasses on. That was miserable- not being able to see and on the verge of a headache if I tried to look at any distance- even across the darn room. My face started going back to normal, save first thing in the morning but then it was my arms that swelled. I felt like I was wearing a permanent blood pressure cuff. I couldn’t lift my arms almost at all. Thankfully the circulation was never fully impeded.
Something of interest was noticing a small incision and lump under my chin where the hives and swelling were most painful. Perhaps I was bit by something? It seems too central and too small to be a lymph node.
It’s been more than a week now with this awful hives. I feel like crawling back into bed. If only that was more comfortable that it really is. My arms, neck and face are throbbing.
I just want this to go away.
I want to hold my babies again. I want to wash my calamine lotion stained sheets. I want to go back to wearing normal clothes- not just loose tank tops. I want to clean my darn house. I want to go back to making meals. I want to stop feeling my husband’s underlying resentment and dislike for having to pick up the slack. I want to get on with preparing to move before the end of June.