An Unexpected Twist

Following up on my last post, EJ and I decided it would be best if I went to the ER rather than wait for the regular clinic to open. Amazingly, there was no wait and, when the nurse took me back to a bed, I was surprised to see an actual team waiting there: vitals, IV, the whole nine yards. I went in expecting them to be as unworried as my general practitioner, but when they began checking my airways and asking if I had any trouble swallowing or breathing, I realized it was probably a very good thing that I came to the ER.

Long story short, I spent the night in the ICU for observation because they believe I have adult onset hereditary angioedema. Neither I nor they know what triggered it - or even if I actually have it. The labs they sent out won't be back for about a week, after that, they'll be able to confirm or disprove it.

The prognosis for this disease, according to Google health, is basically that "Hereditary angioedema can be life threatening and treatment options are limited. How well a person does depends on the individual's specific symptoms." Awesome.

I know I ask for prayer here a lot, but I'm asking for it once more, prayer for strength, peace, and a different diagnosis; I do not want this disease. I'm scared. Hereditary angioedema can cause your airways to swell shut and doesn't respond to epi-pens, the only way to help a patient breathe is intubation and time.

Praise God, though, no matter what.

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