I’m pitting you because for three years, you have been a pain in my ass, my elbow, my arms, my ribs, my stomach, my legs, and every other fucking body part I can mention.
You showed up uninvited and you refused to leave. You have made me sick and miserable and nearly insane from trying to escape you. I’ve tried every known way to get you to go away, and nothing works.
I am sick to death of having hives.
The hives showed up three years less a couple months ago after I was given Prednisone to treat severe bronchitis. The doctors, in their infinite wisdom, knew that Prednisone was the way to treat hives, so they gave me more of it.
And the hives got worse.
It took them six months to realize that I was allergic to Prednisone, and that if they kept giving it to me, eventually the hives would cause so much swelling that they’d close off my trachea and I would probably die. After suffering out the last of the hives until somehow my immune system decided to take a little hiatus from attacking my body, I thought I was free as long as I avoided anything that would aggravate my now-hyperactive immune system.
And things were good. For almost a year.
Last week, I get this ear infection which in the 24 hours it took me to actually see my doctor, developed into a nice side dish of strep throat along with it. Miserable, but no problem right? Doctor give Six antibiotics, Six get better. So he gave me antibiotics I’d had before, because he’s reluctant to try anything I might be allergic to knowing that I’m really quite fucked in that instance - I can’t be given steroids or any number of hormone based medications because my UberImmuneSystem will attack them, thus causing me the ultra-severe-in-your-lungs-so-you-can’t-breathe kind of hives. He gave me Trimox, which I’ve taken dozens of times in my life with no problem.
Until now.
I am covered head to toe in these angry, red, itchy swollen things. I hurt, I itch, I want to rip my skin off to get away from them, and I’m at work, where I will be all damn day until 10 p.m. There is absolutely nothing I can take to get rid of them, and the only drug that has any effect at all, I can’t take now because it makes me unconscious.
So fuck you hives. I didn’t say you could be my companions for life. Get the fuck off of my skin.