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Yesterday, my phone rang. It wasn't supposed to. Mr. was supposed to get this call.
On Tuesday, when we saw the allergist, I left feeling bewildered. I always do. I mean, how hard can it be to feed your family?
Dr. tells us last year didn't go very well. Which is funny. It was the first year I felt like I had a grasp on what was happening.
He compliments Li'l T on his manners and his contentment with pencils. (He's my kid-a freshly sharpened pencil will do every time.)
We head downstairs, they draw his blood. He's so brave. He watches the entire thing and asks questions the whole time.
After some cookies and Pepsi, we head to school.
When the phone rings yesterday, we receive great news! All of the foods have gone down. (This is good.) Wheat--it's completely gone! Peanut--wait one more year--it might be gone too! I can sprinkle straight egg yolk bits on some of his food to make that go down further. After multiple years of this-I feel confident about this.
I just have to learn how to hard boil eggs.
What threw us for a loop? There is a beef allergy now to manage. I'm fascinated by this one.
I'll be researching it today a bit. (I'm the daughter/niece of some organic cattleman. This one really has me scratching my head!)
What I know for sure is, we are blessed. We can buy the food he needs, and the food he doesn't. It's going to be fine, I know this after being on this road for awhile now.
But Beef. Huh-who knew?
If you are on this road too-I wish you the best!
It's okay to say it: Food allergies are weird.