What happened

Now that I am starting to feel better I would really like to know what happened to me. Why did I come so close to death? I remember laying in the St. Francis ER hall. I was screaming as my body contorted and pain shot through me. I felt my body just letting go so many times and I knew if I didn't stop it I would die, so I fought back to the screaming ,contorting, and pain. I didn't want the pain but I knew I had so much to live for. I have a few theories. When i am around too many ants my eyes swell just from them being there. So I had a really stressful weekend. We had the memorial service for my dad Friday evening. Then Saturday we had the memorial for my Nanny. So stress. Saturday Clint and I, Laura and Doug, Micah and Kathy, Sam and Dori, and Jon-Luke met at dads to figure things out. The home was full of stale cigarette smoke and the vents had black mold. We saw a few bees in the house and thought we heard birds in the chimney. As we were leaving we saw tens of thousands of bees coming out of the chimney. But I forgot all about Sunday. Clint and I had gone back to the house. We were in the garage and thank God we went in the back door. My aunt and uncle put traps in the house and we didn't notice until we were almost in the living room that all of those bees were in the living room. We backed out but I can't help but wonder if that second trip to my parent's house did this to me. The infectious disease doctor is stuped. No doctors understand what happened to me , we may never know.