Yesterday I met up with my sister in law (the one I blogged about here ) and her youngest child. We have a very large mall near my home that has a wonderful playground that the kids love to play on. After they were done playing, we got lunch at the food court.
Both of my boys wanted pizza. Shortly after digging into their pepperoni paradise, my youngest child curled up in a ball and turned pale. It was apparent something was terribly wrong. He wanted to be held so I picked him up. I grew more and more concerned by his complete lethargy. (He is the most active child on the planet, even in his sleep!!)
When you are a mom and you don't know what is wrong with your child, its scary. My SIL (who is a nurse) and my husband were there. It suddenly occurred to me that he could be having an allergic reaction to something. I asked them if his face was bloated or anything else odd. They said it was not.
His discomfort became even more apparent as he started screaming and I wasn't sure how I was going to get him out of the mall. This child has been through eye surgery so he has known pain. Yet, I have never seen him quite like this.
About 15 minutes after the whole episode started, he was fine. The culprit we have determined? GAS!
Seriously, I can't tell you how silly I feel for jumping to so many conclusions, including anaphylaxis. I know this child does not have food allergies but I simply cannot turn that voice off in my head that tells me something might be an allergic reaction.
What makes matters worse for Dylan, I told my husband and SIL I was actually a little thankful it was Dylan and not Tyler. I might have given Tyler an Epi Pen shot for something as simple as gas!!
Yep, Tyler's PA makes me crazy some days!
(The picture of Dylan above is not from this episode but just shows how crazy his hair can be in the morning!! It looks like I felt yesterday!!)