Allergic Reaction at 30,000 Feet

My children and I left for Chicago from Oakland Airport yesterday with anticipation and excitement to see my sister, their aunt, my nephews, and their cousins. I was not supposed to travel with my kids. We have to move next week, and there is a lot to get done. At the last minute I decided I wanted to go and would work extra hard when I returned home to get my move completed in order to spend time with my family in Chicago.
We arrived at the airport. We made it through security in no time. We headed to the gate and planned on eating lunch before departing for Chicago. Cade, my eight year old, ate pizza, his usual, and ate ice-cream for a treat. Kenzie, my sixteen year old and I ate our mexican delight, and Jax, my twelve year old, had pizza and ice-cream like his brother Cade.
About an hour into our flight Cade started coughing. Then his nose started running and he told me he was having problems taking a deep breathe. I went and got him some tissues from the lavatory so he could blow his nose. When I returned and looked at him I freaked out. His left eye was almost swollen completely shut! A very nice couple across the aisle offered her husband's inhaler. Jax, my twelve year old has asthma, and I know a lot about albuterol and inhalers. I gave Cade a quick lesson in taking a puff off of an inhaler and prayed this would help open his airways. It seemed to help. I then told him to look at me again. His right eye was now starting to swell. I lost all control!
I called the flight attendant. The flight attendant got on the intercom and asked if there was a doctor or nurse on board. There wasn't. I knew he was having an allergic reaction to something, I just didn't know what! Everything he ate was what he normally eats.
I was afraid his tongue was going to swell next, then his throat and that I could possibly lose him at 30,000 feet. There was nothing I could do. I asked the flight attendant to check if there was Benadryl on board. They didn't have any. I looked at my other two children and saw the fear in their eyes. Jax started hugging Cade and telling him how much he loves him. Kenz just started to cry, and told me how thankful she was that I was with them and she wasn't alone taking care of Cade, on this flight right now. My daughter is smart and very mature, but does not have the capability to deal with a medical crisis such as this on her own.
We now had thirty minutes left until we touched down in Chicago. I started to pray. "Dear God, please don't take my son. Please stop this reaction to whatever he is allergic to now! I have survived a lot but I don't know how I could get through losing him on this plane in front of my other two children!"
Ladies and Gentleman, Cade's nose stopped running, his breathing returned to normal, and his stopped swelling immediately. I smiled, and said thank you God! I obviously have a deep belief in God. The fact that I decided at the last minute to go was God pushing me, for I had no intention of going, the nice couple, Kathy and Barnett, were placed next to me, to help calm me and my children down, and God stopped his attack. I am sure God is showing me Cade's allergy now for some event in the future. Maybe Cade wouldn't have survived that attack if I didn't find out about his allergy now. The weirdest part was, I found this book to read that I cannot put down. I read a character's name, Heather Carter, that is my name, I write under my maiden name, Hogan. I thought how strange, and then the attack started.
Life is strange, and good! I will never travel without Bendadryl again! Cade and I will be at the allergist next week figuring this mysterious allergy out. His eyes are still a bit swollen this morning, but I don't care. I have kissed his face a thousand times and thanked God a million! Southwest Airlines once again, has impressed me with their customer first attitude. I love that airline, and will only fly Southwest if I have a choice.