Monday, May 4, 2009

False Advertising

I took Bug for a checkup at the allergist's office. I get a bit stressed before these appointments (and, for the time being, have six months in between to obsess about them).

After a nasty reaction to eggs when Bug was 13 months old, our pediatrician told us to get to the ER. It wasn't very reassuring to hear the ER pediatrician say "Hmmm, I've never seen anything like this before." Ugh. Fast forward to now...

Bug's allergic to eggs (no surprise there), fish, peanuts and tree nuts. I kept thinking the good thing is that he could have lobster but not fishsticks (of course we've been told he should avoid shellfish too).

The appointment was going fine and, thankfully, I had little to report since our last visit. Now he was going to be tested for outdoor allergies and I couldn't imagine him lying still for ten minutes. Bug happily cooperated when the nurse listened to his heart and got his height and weight. He even greeted the doctor with a handshake. Then the doctor needed Bug to take his shirt off and check his skin (he has eczema as well). Bug threw a tantrum like I hadn't seen before. He sobbed uncontrollably through the rest of the exam while I tried to calm him down. Needless to say the doctor opted against testing for outdoor allergies at this appointment and now I have plenty of time to think about new allergies.

In hindsight it probably wasn't the day to let Bug wear his Mr. Charming shirt.

1 comment:

  1. I HATE allergy testing. I know it is an necessary evil, but still.