A Drama Filled Week

Just a quick update on what has been a dramatic week (not in a good way). 

Unfortunately, Owner has experienced multiple severe anaphylactic allergic reactions this past week, two of which resulted in her blood pressure crashing and needing me to call an emergency ambulance for Her and whisking Her into hospital. We have both spent over 24hrs of the past week in Accident & Emergency trying to establish what is triggering the severe reactions and are on tenterhooks, waiting anxiously for the next such episode (She has had four such reactions in the past five days).

We now think we might have identified the culprit in the form of a Vitamin B supplement that Owner had been taking each day. Hopefully that will prove to be the case because not knowing what the trigger might be is a scary prospect for Her (and me). In the meantime we are armed with epipens and i have been refreshing my old first aid skills.

Hopefully the cause is the supplements and we can resume our normal lives. In the meantime, looking after Owner takes priority over everything else.

There were, of course, a few comedy moments amidst the drama. Like me struggling to put on some trousers with one hand whilst talking to the emergency dispatcher on the phone with the other so that when the ambulance arrived, which it did within 5 minutes on both occasions, they were not greeted by the sight of me wearing just stockings, and a very short tunic (no knickers) that barely covers my arse. i had been cleaning the bathroom when the first incident occurred. 

Then later realising that the paramedics had been attending to Owner in the bedroom with one of Her floggers, a funnel mouth gag, ball gag, nipple clamps, queening stool and images of me in a variety of 'adult' poses all proudly on display. i guess they have seen worse. The only remark they made was to chuckle when they read the homemade sign on the wardrobe door which Owner wrote a while back and which reminds me to 'close the fucking door'. That amused them.

However, the comedic piece de resistance came during our second trip to the Emergency department when an ambulance crew brought in a businessman found passed out on the street who was clearly very drunk (it was only 11am). They got him a sandwich as he sat sobering up, then his mobile phone rang and, in a very slurred voice, he told the person on the other end of the line that he was 'on a course'. A course in what? Getting pissed? He then staggered to his feet, announced he was leaving and then asked the ward sister for directions to the nearest off-licence and invited her to join him for a drink. That's what i call a work away day!

Anyway, hopefully normal life will return soon. Despite these moments of comedy the week has been a horrible one that has left Owner and i drained, and exhausted and anxious to know what has caused the severe reactions She has experienced.