Scared to death...

OK... yesterday was really tough.... well since Thurs.
After teaching at the gym, I had an asthma attack. Thank God L was there.
I had to leave during cool down.. made it to my nebulizer just in time.
SO then... going to the gym, I vowed to give myself a break and take some time from intense cardio.
I decided to bypass the gym yesterday morning... did some laps instead at my parents.
I had a nice workout, until something bit my neck. It swelled right away, and I had that lump feeling in my throat. I took Benendryl... and ice... but it was getting worse, and I was not sure if it was getting worse, or I was panicking. So my Mom and I headed towards the hospital, to be closer just in case (I forgot my epipen)... As we got closer, it was spreading and getting worse. We went in. I was at the registrar area and it was getting worse. My jaw and lips felt numb and I was getting scared at this point. They took me back and while I was waiting for the Dr, my shoulders felt numb (although it could have been m nerves)... They gave me an IV... as she was putting my IV in, I started having trouble breathing, felt like I could pass out and well... the nurse then shot me in the back with epinephrin, IV was put in ... I got benedryl, prednisone, something else and I think pepcid. I felt drunk. I felt better very soon after the epi...I had a bag of fluids and had to wait.. I left with a bunch of prescriptions. It scares me that things can happen so fast and if I was in the wrong place, wrong time... I could be gone. I was reading about it last night, and I was hitting the shock faze... I am so grateful... I feel so much better, mentally and physically.
I love life. I love my family and friends.
Thank you for today and yesterday...