This morning was Amelia's allergy appointment. I was under the impression that we were going to be doing testing today, but it was just a consult appointment. We have a prescription for Flonase to help with her seasonal allergies. She has "springtime" allergies like grasses and I'm assuming some sort of tree, but the doctor says that Amelia has inflammation in her nose, so we're going to start this and see if that clears her up. We also got a referral to an ENT because her tonsils are ginormous. AND, we are also probably going to end up getting her a medical alert bracelet because she is allergic to pennicilin and Keflex. The doctor says that these meds are forever out because a second reaction will most likely be a fatal one...so...YIKES! We will go in in two weeks for her scratch test to see her other allergies. Dr. Montelbano says there isn't a skin test for pickles (which is on Amelia's list) so I have to take a pickle with us...that makes me laugh for some reason.
I had to take her to get blood drawn because she is allergic to bees we think. That was traumatic and I'm not sure if it was worse for Amelia or me!! Holding down my screaming baby while they dug around in her arm for a vein was NOT the way I wanted to spend my morning. My poor Amelia!! It made me so sad!
So, after talking with the doctor, I don't think I realized the scope of Amelia's allergies...I knew she had reactions her and there, but when you're talking about them all systematically with a physician, it's eye opening...she has a lot of things on her list!! We're still ruling things in/out, but listing out all of the things was daunting. It will be a relief to have a difinitive list. Give her a food and praying she didn't die isn't really how I like to fly as a parent.
The rest of my day was exhausting! Students, three meetings after work in the span of two hours, getting home from work late...a lockdown drill at the end of the day. That was our first lockdown drill since the disastrous events in Connecticut and honestly it was a little heart-stopping to hear the principal announce that it was a lockdown...even in drill form. I had my students in my office, we taped our paper over the window, and turned out lights off. We sat in silence as the principal made her rounds to ensure that we were doing our drill correctly. When the drill was over, the second graders I had in my office had many questions. Why do we practice that? What would you do if a bad man kicked in our door? Would a chainsaw cut through my office door? Would you die for us like that one teacher did? I answered their questions as best I could while maintaining my composure. I reassured them that I would do the best I could do to keep them safe. That I loved them all very much and that I would do everything I could to make sure they made it home to their mommas. Then. we went on playing our speech game and I watched them intently while my mind went spinning. What WOULD I do if confronted with a gunman at our school? Would I be able to fight him off? Would I be able to keep those kids alive? Would I be able to go about my duties as their teacher without my own children's faces flooding into my head?
These are scary times we live in, and there are many times that events stop me in my tracks and have me reflecting on my own life. What I would do...what I wouldn't do...and yet, at the same time, I try not to let these things get in my head. I think that if there is anything that my past has taught me, it is that life is unpredictable. One day things can be going on as if everything is perfecct. Perfect family...perfect husband...perfect job....perfect life. And then, that can all change on a dime. So, I have tried hard to remember not to worry about tomorrow. Today has enough troubles of it's own. Live in the moment. Take in every breath and every moment. Live each day as if it will be your last day! Love fiercely...never miss an opportunity to tell someone how much they mean to you. I probably do this to a fault. I'm sure my friends and family get tired of it, but I try to let them know just how much they mean to me. Because one day, you might wake up and they're gone...I bought a picture to hang in my house shortly after Brian died to try and help me remember the little things. It's been one of my New Year goals to try and remember these things:
"Laugh when you can, apologize when you should, and let go of what you can't change, kiss slowly, forgive quickly, play hard, take chances, give everything, and have no regrets. Life is too short to be anything but happy!"
So, I urge all of you to follow these guidelines also...but most importantly, love each other! And tell each other how much they mean to you! You just never know what the next phone call will be...there are only a few regrets I have in my life. And they all center around not telling people what they meant to me until it was too late. So, don't make that mistake! Right now! Call your mommas and thank them for all they've done for you. Write a letter to your favorite teacher to let them know what they meant to you and how they impacted where you are right now! Facebook message that person in high school that helped you through a rough day! For you may never get the chance to do it...so, now that you can - GO!
Food for the Day:
Breakfast: Nothing
Lunch: Clubhouse sandwich, side salad with 1000 Island (use your fork to dip in the dressing rather than pour it on your salad! Saves LOTS of calories!) Two pieces of See's chocolates
Dinner: Pulled pork on a sesame bun
Dessert: See's lollipop
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