Allergic Reaction Quotes Novels & Stories

"Does the burn cone with other reactions apart from this?" Frank asked again. "Spare from the horrendous look if only hurts if I wear covered clothes" I say. "Alright, that's expected. It's an allergy reaction, I'm going to give you some medication and ointment to hasten the recovery but I'll advice you stay away from the cause in the future as it could lead to something more" he said and i nodded. It felt as though I was being scolded for eating what I shouldn't. Will I purposely eat something that will hurt me?

Ken blubbers as she breaks through the water surface and screeches, “What the fuck!” “Tried to warn ya,” I say with a shit-eating grin, fighting the urge to scratch at my sensitive skin. “There's chlorine in it!” she keeps yelling “Why is there chlorine in it!” So I yell back, “Because that's how it gets sterile!” “Why didn't you say so earlier, you know I'm allergic to chemicals.” Her eyes burn with the accusation and the chemical reaction. “So am I Kenny,” I retort, stifling the urge to scratch at my irritated eyes.

Thinking of this, Rhea tightened her grip around the glass before lightly saying, "Really? I heard plants in your house are good for the body." "Maybe," Anastasia said with a slight smile. "But it may not be for everyone. Some people are different. Some people are allergic to pollen, while some sleep just fine. Rhea, you take biology. You should know more about this than I do, right?" "I've heard of it but didn't go into detail." Rhea lowered her gaze and stared at the glass of water, lightly saying, "So, I can't help you with your body. I'm sorry."

The nanny chuckled and closed the door behind them. "Huh? What’s that on your face, Mama?" "Mosquitoes bites?" "There are so many..." Anne touched her face. "These aren't mosquito bites. I had an allergic reaction." "Mama, come here..." Chloe tugged at Anne's clothes. Not certain what her daughter wanted, Anne crouched, and Chloe reached out her chubby hands to touch her on the face. "Do they hurt?" "No." It was the truth because she was not in any pain and did not even feel itchy at all. Despite the lack of side effects, her allergy could easily be lethal.

I sahd calmly, shoving my hands into my pocket "The doctor said it was an allergic reaction to something you ate." She stared at me and slowly, the panic started fiving way to confusion. "Allergic reaction?" "Yeah. What did you eat?" “Chocolate mousse.” I felt a sudden burst of anger. “Why eat something you're allergic to? Are you stupid?” She looked down at her hands, her fingers twisting in the silk sheets. "I didn't... I didn't know I was allergic to anything." "You should know what you can and can't eat. It's basic survival."

Jake answer. Yes, we can be allergic to anything. There's also a person that was allergic to air or sunlight and yes they were really exist. Dave was really an intelligent man as always. Oh! Well, you? Jake said it and like staring a fight. Me? What about me? Dave answers like he was accepting a war. Are you allergic to anything? What is it that you were allergic about? Jake ask in a calm tone. That's good I guess they will start a fight.

He shook his head and cleared his throat, “I will be fine. It’s just allergies and it can't be controlled but can only be avoided” “Allergies? What allergies?” I asked and I looked up to see the doctor, nurse and the guard. “Why is nobody Saying anything?” I asked. No words from anyone and the guards stood with their hands folded at the back and their gaze at Dante. “I will be fine and all of these happened because of you” he said slowly and began to cough. “Do you need water?” I asked. He shook his head, took a deep breath and replied “No, it's not about water”

This was a recognizable sensation but it hadn't happened in years. "Oh, God! That fruit plate was drizzled in kiwi juice!" she exclaimed, covering her mouth in distress. "I'm so sorry!" I was highly allergic to kiwi. "Help! Anyone! Mila's having an allergic reaction!" Ada screamed hysterically. Everett scrambled over, his eyes all over my face. "Mila? What happened?"

“Who told you to give him juice? He can’t eat or drink anything right now, only water! And didn’t you know he’s allergic to berries?” Isla felt wronged. “How was I supposed to know? You didn’t tell me!” The doctor was livid. He took a deep breath, forcefully suppressing the urge to curse. “You should call another family member. This repeated allergic reaction has caused irreversible damage. He may need to take medication for the rest of his life.” Isla felt a little guilty. Now, she was even less willing to notify Sam. “It’s fine. If he needs medicine, he’ll take medicine. My family has money. We can afford it for a lifetime.”

he said, realizing that I wasn't joking about my parents' accident. "It's okay," I reassured him before continuing with my meal, trying to push the thoughts of my parents and their untimely demise to the back of my mind. Mid-conversation, a sudden itch began to irritate my throat, and my temples started to sweat. My hands trembled, and I could sense an allergic reaction building up inside me. Panic washed over me as I realized the cause—just like last time, it was triggered by food with olives.