Hello Readers,
Today marks four years
since I had my first analytic reaction out of the blue. This post is going to
be more personal than my current usual content.
Since that night I have had over 60 anaphylactic
reactions and been in resus. It is still a cheap laugh, but I can’t help how it's
a bit ironic that I received my official diagnosis on the same day as my blog's
anniversary, April 15th.
This past year, I’ve finally managed to find a sense of
peace with having Idiopathic Anaphylaxis. I used to be a very independent
person, and it took me a long time to come to terms with the fact that I
couldn’t maintain the same level of independence anymore. It has also taken me
a shameful amount of time to relearn how to be kind to myself.
When I was first diagnosed, people kept saying that this
condition could disappear as suddenly as it appeared. I clung to that hope,
putting all my eggs in one basket, thinking, that’s it—I just need to wait it
out, and then I’ll get my life back. Looking back, I realise it was a bit naïve
to cling so tightly to that hope, but I did, and I think that’s why it took me
so long to come to terms with my new normal.
One major decision I made was to stop pretending
everything was okay. I felt an immense sense of relief when I started being
honest with people who asked if I was okay. It honestly felt great not having to
put the mask on and act like everything was fine when it wasn’t.
One final thing please read the EpiPen guide below you
never know when it might come in handy.
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