Well .. the food allergy thing is now no longer under advisement. Apparently I’m not as smart as I thought after all ..
Crazy, I know …
I tested her with everything I could think of .. no reactions. Sooooo .. I guess that’s a good thing .. at least I don’t have to watch her every second of every day to make sure she’s not getting her hands into something that will make her sick. Of course, it also means that I’m back to square one … ya know, the square where we have no idea what is wrong with my child. Awesome.
She’s getting better .. the rash is still there but it is fading. She does have one nasty diaper rash .. the looks of which I have only seen in horror movies .. for some strange reason, it doesn’t bother her at all … I can’t even begin to fathom how something that looks like pure evil in a tangible form can’t be as painful as it looks .. but she has absolutely NO reaction to it. I can’t help but to think that this is somehow tied into this whle rash drama. I’m super happy that the stomach rash is going (knock on wood!) and hope that her little tushie gets better soon too.
Of course, as if my life would have it any other way, Reese now has the rash starting on HER stomach. Ugh.
She was also up last night from 1am to 3am pitching a fit. Nothing would soothe her. So I suppose it IS viral after all. I just can’t comprehend why Kaelin has had this ongoing since the 9th of this month and Reese is just now getting it. Nothing about this makes any sense to me. I’m so frustrated.
I get a tad pissy when Doctors can’t tell me what’s wrong. Probably stems from my years and years of trying to make my doctors understand that something wasn’t right with me and the fact that I was sooooo tired all the time. Test after test after test after test .. they kept finding nothing ..
“Everything looks fine .. you’re in perfect health .. it must be in your head!”
Well, excuse me .. I am fully aware that there is a LOT wrong with my head (please don’t email me lists of your thoughts on the subject .. thank you) but this isn’t one of those things!
My Doctor at Emory who finally discovered that the problem was a minor form of narcolepsy was a bit shocked when he came in to tell me after my sleep study that, yes, something WAS wrong .. and I clapped excitedly like a two year old at Christmas. Guess people aren’t normally thrilled to get a diagnosis like that. I was giddy. I just felt like finally someone figured out that I wasn’t making this up and understood that I really did feel awful! Yippee!
(Of course, the kicker was that as he began to tell me about all the drugs we could try that would make me feel like an actual human being again .. I had to tell him that I had just found out that I was pregnant so I couldn’t go on anything for AT LEAST another year. Again, my life wouldn’t have it any other way)
SO, now here I am AGAIN .. knowing full well that something is wrong and no one can give me answers.
I may have to look for a great nanny and just give in and go to medical school ……