Stopping to smell the flowers after a run downtown.
The ladies at
Out of that hill poured a couple of tiny little
My face started to swell, and my torso started to itch. I washed my face, lifted my shirt, and told my wife (who had been bitten a half-dozen times and had itchy feet but was otherwise fine) to let the dog out. I called in sick to work and we got to the urgent care center, where they didn't bother waiting until the forms were filled out to bring me in back, stick me with an EpiPen and then try to keep me awake.
I did pass out briefly: They were on their way to calling in paramedics when I woke up and they hadn't gotten to the phone yet, so it was really very quick, but I felt like I'd had a nice, refreshing 20-minute nap. I had a rash from my second knuckle down to my mid-thigh.
They spent the next 45 minutes monitoring my vitals and checking in on me, then gave me a shot of decadron and told me to take some Benadryl in a couple of hours — and to go to the ER if anything came back that afternoon.
By dinnertime, the rash was entirely gone, I was ready to get off the couch and get moving. Sunday, I was back running, and I was able to start reflecting a bit on the fact that I nearly died. I have plenty of reflection left, I'm sure, but we're still living life (and now wearing closed-toed shoes). Joe Rogan's
But I want to get back to the ladies of AppleCare Urgent Care, who did everything with a smile, politely (I was "Mr. Shear" throughout the transaction), and even called me Sunday afternoon to see how I was doing. I hope you never need them, but if you do need an urgent care facility, I can't recommend them highly enough.