Today I had a life change experience...one might say... It was interesting. Today I had an allergy. It all happened as usual - nuts!!! These little damn things ruined not one night out for me, and at this moment I am confident in saying that I am through with them. If I am not, you should print out this page and stick it in my face. Hehe... Well, after eating one too many of 'em, and having a couple of energetic drinks (I was not willing to drink tonight) over them, I started swelling up and itching. After meeting Audrey, Simon and another couple of guys (why are there never chicks in this company?) we headed to the "Northern... something..." pub. The bouncer greeted us, and I was afraid he would think that I am drunk or something, cuz by that time my eyes started to swell (I think its the right word)...Having entered Izzat met some Russian friends and introduced me to 'em, but I was, at that time so sick I said pleased to meet you, and headed to the hospital, that I knew, was right around the corner...The guys (I'm flattered) rushed to follow me, and I convinced Simon not to leave. Audrey was also looking worried. By the time we got to the Leazes Wing reception we found out they couldn't help us and we needed a taxi to take us to another place, where I could get the necessary medical assistance. I went to the bathroom, and there I found out how extreme the situation was!!! My face was mixed of pale and red colors and my eyes where so red, face so swollen that I looked like a fucking amphibian-man...It was shocking. I was not ready to see my perfectly modeled face so crazily damaged (hehe, just kidding). And now the most interesting part!!! - I went out and Izzat told me its gonna take the cab 30 mins to pick us up. I went out to get some fresh air and started seeing spots. I tried to breath steadily to gain control over my body, stop panicking. Then, when that didn't help and Izzo went out with me the spots got bigger. More and more, green and bluish, till I couldn't see anything in front of me. Izzat helped me get inside, and sit down, cuz I was almost falling down and was not even able to see the bench right beside me. For a moment I thought it was the end, I'm gonna lose consciousness, and die...yep this actual though ran through my mind when I remembered a little earlier an incident I heard on the news, where a girl died after her boyfriends kissed her. He ate nuts before that, and the ambulance did not come in time. May she rest in peace....Well, yeah I did think that, and it may sound funny, but as much as I always told myself I wasn't scared of death, I thought about my parents. I was thankful to Izzat, who was sitting to my right, but he just didn't understand the suckiness of the position I was in. I asked for some water and started breathing deeply. Another funny thing is that, by remembering a scene in 'The Incredible Hulk', where Edward Norton was learning how to breath correctly to control his anger strikes, I actually applied it. And the amazing thing is that it helped. I gained a decent degree of control over my body, and even though my neck was killing me for some reason, I started to regain my vision. In time was more or less able to talk and, when I heard the receptionist wanting to cancel the ambulance (yep she requested one earlier, and I really don't know why she wanted to cancel it) I screamed out not to. Well, I tried to scream, but it came out, like a loud whisper. A nurse came down to look at me while we were waiting for the paramedics to come. She tried to talk to me, to take my mind off the pain, and I was... for some reason...really trying to be pleasant and friendly. I even told her how I hate myself for ruining Izzats night. Hehe... The paramedics came, asked some questions and took me to the ambulance. In a fucking wheelchair. I felt...cold...chilly. When I was already in the car, the lady gave me a mask to breath, and some medicine, inserted intravenously into my hand. In time all came to normal, but I was still chilly, even in ague (I think its the right way to say it)... Well at the end of it. I got into a ward, and while waiting for a doctor to see me talked to Izzat. I really appreciate him being by my side in such a situation. After waiting for an hour for the doctor I decided to leave, without being inspected. We went out and headed to the city center. Having decided to have a snack at McDonalds, we went home telling each other 'I remember...' stories...
I really wanted to share all my feelings with someone. I haven't actually shared all of my near-death experience (I would like to regard it as that, at least to an extent) with anyone, and I feel that sharing it with a diary, helped.....And one more thing I discovered tonight is...that I am AWESOME


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And here are some photos I wanted to share:




While walking to the city center we decided to take some photos near monuments and stuff. A really appropriate time to do so, we thought to ourselves

You can see how my face is still swollen

And here he is - My HERO: