
My little Abby is allergic to peanuts. A few weeks ago at church, Abby accidentally had some peanut butter and had a reaction. I figured that I should get her into an allergist so that they could determine just how bad her allergy was and if she was allergic to anything else that I didn't know about. Well, this little visit turned into a monster. Apparently allergies, eczema and asthma are all sort of related...and if you have one, you are more likely to have another. I guess poor little Abby has some asthma too...along with the eczema and peanut allergy. The doctor said she was wheezing pretty bad. I got sent home with a nebulizer, 4 different prescriptions, and an Epi-pen. Plus, I need to take Abby into a lab to have her blood drawn for 20 different things that they want to check to see if she is allergic too. I'm starring at all of this stuff hoping that I can remember what I'm supposed to do. My counter is covered in prescription boxes, tubes, bottles and creams.
Now why is it that I can't just have normal healthy children? I blame my husband! He's the sick one...