Antihistamine

I had to take one yesterday at 4:30 right before we went to Mass. My husband had just cut the grass and I guess it got my allergies rollin or something did...so I took it. I was fine all through church. I felt tired but I had felt tired after that walk pretty much all day so I didn't think anything of it. We came home and while we were eating our dinner, I could tell that everything around me seemed like it was floating. Or I was floating. Suddenly, as I was sharing my food with the littlest (who loves anything we are eating and absolutely demands it now), everytime my hand went to his mouth it felt like my hand wasn't even connected to the rest of my body and I was having trouble coordinating it to get to his mouth. It got there but with much effort. So I said something out loud to indicate I didn't feel right (you know in case anything happened). I don't think at that point I knew or realized it was the antihistamine making me feel weird. It just seemed at that point, to all of a sudden get so intense. Lots of floaty things in the room and I knew it was the littlest's bedtime so I just ended my dinner and started to make his bottle.

I took the Enfamil out of the cabinet which is right in front of the sink and got out what I needed. I went to put it back in the cabinet and could NOT coordinate my hand and arm to get it back in (mind you I only took ONE antihistamine). The halfway mark on the Enfamil container kept slamming onto the bottom of the cabinet (I was slamming it trying to get it in the cabinet). Instead of making it into the cabinet where it belonged, the middle of the container was hitting the bottom of the shelf (like what did I think that it was going to go in anyway despite the huge obstacle it was hitting?)...maybe five or six times and then finally I stopped and slowed down. Of course, I got it in then. I think it took me about 15 seconds (really who knows how long that was) and I decided that was pretty damn funny. Watch out when something is that funny to me. I think my honey and maybe my side of the family are the only ones who have ever seen me laugh like that. Uncontrollably, tears streaming down my face, my entire mouth in the shape of an O for a long time while I can't breathe.....I laughed so hard, I was hurting my stomach. Then my husband (who knows that these fits don't come that often so he completely takes advantage of them when they do) stands up in the other room and puts his hands in the air and makes all these jirations and stupid sounds which only exxacerbates the uncontrolable laughing (and he knows it). He says, "Don't pee your pants!!!" but with a lilt in his voice that really said, "pee your pants!" He's not right! Then he said, "Man I'd hate to see you on real drugs!" Of course all this is only serving to make me laugh harder---how that was possible, I don't know. I can tell you that this morning, my stomach actually hurts like muscle hurt because of that laughing fit. I decided to tell him why I was laughing (big mistake because when you are laughing that hard, the thing that got you to laughing will only make you laugh MORE). So between tears and trying to breathe and laughing, I told him why I was laughing. Then I knew I actually WAS about to pee my pants so I ran to the bathroom where I continued to laugh uncontrollably (yes, all over the I can't put the Enfamil away thing).

I had to force myself to stop laughing or it would have gone on for quite some time. You have to kind of talk yourself down. So I'm in the bathroom, talking to myself, feeling floaty, having bursts of laughing when I'm not strong enough to make it stop, and peeing like a racehorse. I wash my face with COLD water, and keep talking to myself, "stop laughing, you're ok, stop laughing, no more," etc etc. Yes, you are thinking, 'she is crazy'. I am. I am telling you now, I am crazy. ------I get myself in control. I walk out of the bathroom and my husband says, egging me on, "Are you OK honey?" That was it, I started all over again. Damn it! All that work for NOTHING!

Fast forward I get the littlest down and feel like if I don't get to bed in seconds I'm going to crash wherever I lay my head. Made it to bed, didn't get up (but for once in the night to tell my husband that he is lazy for not changing the oldest sheets before he went to bed ---I just could NOT do it, could not even imagine or conjure up all the coordination I would have had to gather for such a task!) until about 15 minutes ago. So that was about 11 hours of straight sleep! OMG!

This is what I want to know.....what the heck was in that one little pill? I've taken them before. In fact, I've had allergies the better part of my life and have taken all KINDS of things for them. So what was it about this one little pill that basically knocked me off my a**?

C R A Z Y !!!!!!!

All better now.

J

ps I wonder if my husband has a different version of what happened last night????