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I knew this day was coming. Eventually. I didn’t expect it to be so soon; or for this particular reason. Having a rough baby boy, I expected it to be a broken bone or for stitches or something… you know, just a ‘badge of honor’ for the rough-n-tumble in him.
So when I got a call from our sitter while I was working, I was surprised. But not completely worried. I should have been, because our sitter never calls. We text information back & forth, so a call meant “urgent!”
He had eaten the scrambled eggs I brought for him — the same scrambled eggs he’d eaten the night before — and he immediately swelled up and had hives from head to toe. I told our sitter Chad would be by with some benadryl. I was super calm. I was confident it would be fine. I mean, right? I seriously didn’t panic at all.
But before he could get there, she called me, nearly in tears, saying that Ari was too swollen and needed to be taken to the ER. She later told us that she was crying into the phone but didn’t want to panic me too much. But truthfully, this second phone call made me panic. I drove like a maniac to meet Chad & Ari at the sitters so that we could go to the Children’s Hospital.
When I saw Babycakes I immediately knew I was completely UNDER-reacting. He looked horrible. Awful. He was the brightest shade of red I’ve ever seen on a person. And his ears looked 3 sizes too big — it looked like he had elephantiasis. Seriously. No pictures could do it justice.
This picture was rather early on and it got much, much, worse:
At the hospital they administered even more benadryl than we’d already given him and a steroid to bring down the excessive swelling. He was monitored for a few hours after the swelling started to go down. The doctor seemed to be extra concerned since it was such a severe food allergy.
We were discharged after a few hours and Babycakes is doing well now, but this mamas nerves are SHOT! We’ve had to keep a close eye on him all day, and I’m doubting I’ll get any sleep tonight. I never expected for him to have a food allergy — especially such an odd one! Eggs??
Needless to say, we rarely (if ever) eat eggs. Chad hates them. We don’t cook with them. I generally buy vegan baked goods. So it shouldn’t be hard for us to avoid them. But I’ll be paying extra special attention to anything we buy that is processed (good thing we rarely eat processed foods!).
So tonight you can find me hanging out, trying to relax, with reality TV, paying close attention to the baby monitor, while snacking on some cheese and chocolate, and sipping on some Malbec.
And for those who offered well-wishes on Twitter today, thank you SO much! The positive thoughts and prayers meant so much!