Collapsed

Did you see what GOD just did to me?!?! He knocked me down yesterday, man. Literally. I collapsed at the Big Easy minutes after getting offstage where I played w/Leo. I had started to sweat 2nd to last song, and I felt the damn hives coming on. I rushed to the bar and got a big glass of ice and began icing myself down, with the help of Enor. I decided to go outside and sit in the sun, to get away from the music and noise and everyone, thinking that sitting quietly by myself would help the hives. Well, my ex-boyfriend, who I used to call Mr. Wonderful, came outside immediately and began talking to me and talking to me and talking to me and after about 10 min. I just felt ILL. I was now completely covered in hives and I'd never felt this SICK before, and I decided I needed to get inside in the A/C stat. I tried to stand up but couldn't and sat back down. Ex BF said, "Are you ok?" and I couldn't even respond. I tried once again to get up and go inside and managed to get a hold of my purse, glass of Crown/Coke, and glass of ice although my hands and fingers were badly tingling from the histamine coursing through my system.

I made it inside the doorway, saw black, managed to lean against the wall, dropped the glass of ice, heard it shatter, didn't care, and next thing I knew I was on my hands and knees and someone (our friend Jim) was grabbing me and dragging me into the club and putting my legs up on a chair so my feet were over my head. That actually helped, and I came to and they were fanning me, and Jon was playing onstage but he rushed offstage to come and see if I was ok and I heard them yelling for a Dr. in the house and then I was able to sit up and Jon and our friend Jim carried me into the office and lay me on the couch and one of our blues friends who is also a nurse gave me some Benadryl and took my pulse and my blood pressure and Enor was there bringing me water and Jim brought my some pineapple juice and they were trying to clean my bloody knee (from the broken glass) and it was just chaos. I guess I really freaked everyone out!!! Once I was stabilized Jon went back out and finished his set while they were keeping him abreast of the situation (going out and giving him thumbs ups) but then came back and said he was driving me home in my car and Enor and our friend Ed would follow and then drive him back to the club. After about 40 min. the hives still hadn't gone away, even though the president of the blues society had run down to the store and brought me back some Benadryl cream, which our nurse friend rubbed all over me.

Once home Jon and Enor got me on the couch, got me my drink, and left me to rest. I slept after the Benadryl kicked in. Shit! OK God, I get it, I get it. I'm still not well and the antibiotic clearly took away my resistance to heat/the hot-ass sun. And I'd broken out into hives on Fri. night after we were swimming in Jim's (salt-water) pool around midnight and I was cold getting out of the water but it was only 4-5 tiny hive-y spots that went away in about 15 min. But I was clearly histamine-riddled still and the worst thing I coulda done was go sit in the sun like that, but I thought sitting quietly and peacefully would help the hives calm down. Big mistake, thanks to the antibiotic. I'll be taking the rest of the week easy, b/c I got gigs on Thurs. and Fri w/Jon and our harmonica frenemy--and I MUST make those gigs. I need the $ and they need a bass player. But I'm even going to skip the jam on Weds. for the 2nd week in a row. I finish the antibiotic tomorrow thank God.