So people have asthma puffers, some people have insulin… I have an epipen. Everywhere I go I have to take it with me.
Epipen is short for epinephrine pen. You can see how it helps to have abbreviations sometimes. It’s a cylinderical injection about as long as the top of your middle finger to your wrist. So yeah about a vertical handspan or longer. And the width of a 20 cent piece. Let’s just hope I’ve got my definition of width right or you’re going to have a visualisation of some freaking wierd looking object.
When I first found out I had to carry one around with me everywhere after not even having one for the past 11 years, it pissed me off. I felt cheated that this was just something else to make me feel different if my allergies hadn’t done the job already. A constant reminder. “Don’t forget your epipen.” It took a year before I started to accept it. I see it as more of a lifeline and not a hinderance. I don’t mind having anaphylaxis, or allergies for that matter. I have lived with having to check food packets my whole life. Nuts is just another one to add to my list. That’s why I eat alot of fresh foods and cook my own meals and stuff. It’s easier and far more healthier anyway. So I’m happy. I just see it as being a part of me. And that’s the way it is.
