The next day, I went to bed thinking the antihistamines I took would work and I would wake up good as new. But eight hours later, I woke up and couldn't open my eyes. That was when I decided to go to the hospital.
The New York-Presbyterian Lower Manhattan Hospital doctors were great. They gave me antihistamines like Claritin and Benadryl, steroids to prevent the allergic reaction from coming back, and some antinausea pills to prevent any stomach problems that the steroids might cause. I left the hospital after five hours, with a slightly depuffed face.