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[mcforwhatiam]

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[thebibliosphere]

Hey, so, feel free to ignore this question if you don't have the spoons, but I was wondering if you and your MCAS followers might be able to give me some tips.

I've recently started driving alone, and today I went into anaphylaxis (after eating a safe food!) while on a highway in a rural area. The paramedics got to me before I passed out, but my question is - any tips on what to do to ensure safety in that type of situation? Anything I can keep in the car to help first responders out, that sort of thing. Idk what might be useful, especially because I don't have an official MCAS diagnosis.

Thanks for everything you do!

Ps. Also loving the pride and prejudice stuff 😍

Oh no! Dawnie, I'm so sorry, that's so scary.

A good rule of thumb is to always carry all your meds and to also wear medical jewelry. A simple medical bracelet with "anaphylaxis" on it is a good place to start, as the rescue meds for allergic IgE anaphylaxis and MCAS anaphylaxis are the same.

If you have epi-pens, never ever store them in the car for any length of time if you live in an area where things can get hot as it can make the epinephrine not work as well. You can and should however keep them on you at all times, and also have an identifying tag on your bag that lets people know there's an EPI pen inside. I have these ones attached to visible places on my backpack (link) You can get custom ones too that say things like "inhaler inside" or "medication inside."

The mast cell disease society also has a handy protocol guide which you can keep on you and shove at doctors/first responders/leave visible in your bag in the event you are brought in unconscious (link). I have mine in a red folder that says "IN THE EVENT OF MEDICAL EMERGENCY" in big bold font.

It also has a handy guide at the back for what to say to doctors/paramedics so you don't have to think too hard about it, as well as further suggestions for what to put on medical alert jewelry which might be helpful. You should also make sure your emergency contacts are listed clearly on those forms/somewhere in your belongings, and if possible have a protocol in place with them for what to do if they don't hear from you at a certain time if you've been traveling alone.

If I think of anything else, I'll drop you a message, but those are the first few things I can think of off the top of my head. I hope you're resting and recovering well <3

[nev3rfound]

not who you think : p.7

brief summary: time is running out for everyone, meaning difficult decisions have to be made. 

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Steve paces around as you sit still, rubbing your wrists as the redness remains evident from Bucky’s ties. “So, let me get this straight,” Steve lifts his head up, looking at you and then to Bucky. “you, you’re a trained assassin?” Motioning to you, Steve locks his eyes with yours.

Without a beat of hesitation, you nod. “Yes. I was.” You respond, wishing he could hear the apologies that reel through your mind as his eyes tear from yours, looking away with a heavy sigh. “But that was a whole other life of mine I never wanted.” You feel you have to explain, that you didn’t want it, you never wanted it.

“It’s true, Steve.” Bucky comments, looking at his friend as he sees his fists clenching. “Y/n didn’t sign up for it, she-”

Before Bucky can continue, Steve punches him square on in the jaw. “Steve!” You yell, rising to your feet and pulling him away. Despite his efforts to fight back, you whisper his name. “Steve, please.” You whisper as your hand runs down his arm, an instant softener as he eases away from Bucky. 

Turning his head, Bucky spits blood out onto the floor, groaning under his breath. “I just, I don’t get it. All this time, why didn’t you just tell me?” Steve pleads to you, his hands resting in yours. 

“It wasn’t safe.” You speak up. “If Jason found out, if he knew neither of us would be standing here now.”

Steve nods slowly. “So this plan of his, you’re trapped?” He questions and you look down, feeling him squeezing your hands lightly. “It’s okay, I’m still here.” He whispers to you, stepping closer and removes his hands from yours, wrapping them around you.

You embrace his hold, burying your face in his chest. “I’m sorry, Steve.” You whimper. “I am so so sorry.” 

He shushes you, “We’ll figure it out, Y/n.” He looks down at you before kissing the top of your head. “I’ll keep you safe.” 

*

Sitting in the meeting room, you look around at Steve, Sam and Bucky. “How long do we have?” Sam asks, focusing on you as you shift in your seat. 

“Four days.” You sigh as you run your fingers through your hair. 

Steve can see the pain increasing in your expression. You’ve not slept for days. You would lie with him, let him hold you as he tried to comfort you. But you couldn’t shut your mind off. Before, you could flip a switch and shut everything out. You could forget your past when you were with Steve, but your worlds have merged now. There isn’t an escape anymore. 

“Any updates?” Sam adds to his previous question, watching as you shake your head.

Lowering your eyes, you look at the closed wound on your leg. You can still feel the pain beneath the surface, it is less physical and more emotional at this point. Your only family is gone, you betrayed him. 

“I can’t reach out to him, they’ll find us.” You explain, locking eyes with Bucky who nods knowingly. 

Your mind wanders back to the time someone escaped from the compound you lived in. You’d only been there a few months and hadn’t met the boy who ran away. What you do remember is seeing your brother along with Bucky mentoring him drag the boy's body back inside as a single bullet hole was on his left temple. 

“-a distraction.” You zone back in on the conversation, seeing Steve in mid-sentence before his eyes wander to yours. “What’d you think?” He asks you, shuffling in his seat to lean closer toward you. 

Shaking your head, you stand up. “I, I don’t know.” You manage to stutter out before walking out of the room for some fresh air. Steve had shown you the balcony in his bedroom, and your feet led the way. 

Gripping the railings, you breathe deeply. Part of you wants to laugh. How a mere week ago your life was seemingly perfect. A comfortable job, your past remained something unknown and Steve, Steve was wonderful. Your biggest problem was finding a way to tell Steve the truth, and admit how much you truly loved him.

But now everything was falling apart before your eyes without a sign of ending. “Hey,” Steve calls out, slowly walking toward you as your eyes remain glazed over on the forest before you. “I don’t know what’s going on in your head, but I can imagine it’s not great.” 

You laugh lightly before glancing up to him, seeing the concern heavy in those blue eyes. “No kiddin’ Cap.” You try to ease the situation, but tension remains heavy in your heart. “I’m scared, Steve. For the first time in years, I’m truly afraid.” 

Stepping closer, Steve brings you into his arms. You hold on tightly to his shirt, gripping it between your fingers as tears dampen his shirt. “I know, Y/n.” Steve mutters, refusing to let you go. “But we’ve got a plan, I know this isn’t going to be easy on you with Jason, but it’s for the best.” Steve tries to comfort you, only to hear your silence become soft sobs. “I don’t want to do this either, babe.” He whispers, looking down as you pull away and wipe your eyes.

“I’m losing the last of my family, Steve. Whatever the outcome is, he’ll be gone.” You tell him between sobs as your shoulders rise and fall violently. “For the first time in my entire life, I’ll truly be alone.” 

Shaking his head, Steve rests his fingertips beneath your chin. “Hey,” He mutters, lifting your head up to look at him. “as long as I’m around, you’ll never be alone.” 

“You promising that, Steve?” You ask as you swallow the lump in your throat, focusing on him as he nods. 

“Just gotta get through this, and I promise you.” He wraps his arms back around you and the pair of you remain still in each other embrace for a while. “I love you, Y/n. Never forget that.” He whispers, hearing you faintly mutter it back. 

*

“So, what’s the plan?” You lean forward, grasping the mug between your hands as Steve exchanges a glance with Bucky who clears his throat.

“All we gotta do is arrange a time for you and Jason to meet. We know from experience he won’t go anywhere alone, which is what we’re counting on.” Bucky explains, but you shake your head cutting him off.

“Jason won’t meet me, Buck.” You remind him as you cross your arms over your chest with a heavy sigh. “He has no purpose for me to be apart of this. I can’t be seen.” 

Bucky brings his hand to his face, wiping it before lifting his head back up. “I guess that means plan B then.” He says and you watch as everyone faces Steve who wears a heavy expression.

“What’s plan B?” You ask nervously, looking to Steve as he reaches out for your hand.

“I’m plan B.” 

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