Thirty years in 30 seconds — A food allergy story

“This is going to hurt. I don’t want to do this. I don’t want to do this.”

I’m staring at the Epi-Pen in my hand. The lid and case are below my feet, wobbling on the ground in the parking garage. I can feel my throat tightening, and focusing my vision on the bright yellow epinephrine pen in my hand is getting increasingly difficult as my eyes continue to swell.