I hate latex.
I hate going to the ER.
I hate that I can’t go places without the (very real) fear of a reaction.
I hate that my body thinks latex is going to kill me.
I hate that my body tries to kill me because it thinks latex is going to kill me.
I hate that latex is in everything.
I hate that latex is everywhere.
I hate the after effects of a reaction when I don’t use Epi.
I hate the after effects of using an Epi.
I hate taking prednisone after a reaction.
I hate that if I don’t take prednisone, I have a high risk of another reaction.
I hate that prednisone totally messes with my mood, sleep, and everything else.
*this rant brought to you by another lovely reaction to latex followed by the lovely prednisone…did I mention it messes with my moods?*