Here in the Rockies, the aspen trees are at their peak glory. This time of year its like rivers of gold are running down our mountains. The sky is so blue it makes your heart ache. A few hours out in this wild world will settle your frazzled head. We opted to head into the mountains and push our reset buttons.
So, the Hubs was getting his haircut and picking up sandwhiches. I was packing us up for the hike, feeding little girls lunch and giving N her treatment dose (currently 3,000 mg of her allergens combined) before we headed for the hills.
Rush, rush, rush before we reset, reset, reset.
Then N threw up. She was upstairs and she called out to me with a loud and shaky voice. I ran up the stairs and she continued to throw up. She was really afraid, excessive vomitting is a symptom of anaphylaxis. I asked her if she could breathe okay and if her throat or mouth felt funny. She said she wasn't having any of those symptoms so I turned away for a second. I called Lil' Bit to me and quietly asked her to hurry and get my phone and the epipen.
N continued to throw up. Everywhere. To sum it up, none got inside the actual toilet and the Hubs had to pull out a ladder to clean some of it up. Good enough imagery for you? Me too.
I texted the Hubs
Me: come home, N sick
Him: ok. do you still want me to pick up sandwhiches?
Me; no,vomit pouring down walls
Who said that kids kill the romance?!
Anyway, back to the exorcism scene on our second floor.
She was okay. I didn't need to use the epipen because she finished and had no other symptoms. I called the emergency number for the SNP Allergy Clinic and we jointly determined that she was just over full. Her tummy didn't ache before she got sick. Her breathing was fine. She had a big lunch, a green smoothie and then 3,000mg of her allergens mixed with whole milk pudding.
I feel sick just thinking about that much food.
Lil' Bit really wanted to be with her sister and help but I didn't let her because
1) There was a path of towels through the upstairs and it would be too much for her if she saw how sick N had been and,
2) There was still a chance I was going to be jabbing an epipen into a thigh and Lil' Bit was scared enough.
Since she couldnt get to her sister, she sat under the balcony so her sister could hear her and she tended to N's lovey- Sheepie. She knew Sheepie wanted to be with N but couldnt get to her so she wrapped him in a blanket, read books to him and soothed him. She kept N updated with a continuous monologue that calmed N down better than I could. It calmed all of us down.
Sisters are kind of awesome.
The trial has gone so well for her and this little bump in the road was ugly but ultimately small (except in volume). Still, we had to go to a half dose the next day. Yesterday we went back to a full dose with no symptoms, confirming that it was just an overfull 7 year old tummy that emptied itself and not an allergic response. There were a few tears before hand but she did what she does and faced it with courage.
We got up to those rivers of gold the next day. We ended up not having to rush because everything was ready from the day before and nothing else was on the schedule until the evening. The girls splashed in snowmelt and appropriately oooh'ed and awe'd at the majesty of nature (and my prompts). They hiked with little legs up steep trails and fell asleep soundly after watching the lunar eclipse.
Not all not-so-dull-moments are created equal.
