I can now write about this experience without re-experiencing the trauma, as I am free of this terrible disease.
One day, I noticed a swollen lymph node on my neck. Figured I was coming down with something. The next day I was experiencing fever and chills...temps around 102. Then. Nothing, except a small rash on my right arm. It was extremely itchy and I scratched constantly in my sleep. The rash spread to my chest, and my stomach. I got up the next morning and it was everywhere...head to toe. Michael took one look at me and said:"We've gotta take you in". I went immediately to Chelsea's ER (shorter wait time.). They wanted to send me to the U of M ER, as they were not equipped to handle "weird". However, The U had 42 people in gurneys in the hallways, so I was transferred by ambulance to St. Joe's, where I was admitted. The rash turned into painful blisters...and I was put on a morphine drip. Even bed linens were painful. Students were continually coming in to examine me, as what I had was quite rare. Stevens Johnsons can be deadly, cause blindness, or develop into a chronic, lifetime, condition. I was terrified. I was in the hospital for 3 days in this condition. Unfortunately, there is no treatment...only cortico-steroids and palliative care. The whole situation was made worse, as I had also developed "swimmer's shoulders" from my first open water race. I had trained to swim a mile, and ended up swimming two miles. I am still in PT for that. After I returned home, I had 2 more "pain emergencies". I was again put on morphine, given pain killers (in my case, Dilaudid). The 2nd trip I went to the ER at UofM, and spent the day with docs and amazing nurses trying to control my pain. It took at least a month to recover. I would not wish this illness on ANYONE! To this day, it's hard for me to talk about it.
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