Heart
I had a bad feeling on Tuesday night. That whole heart thing.
Turns out my heart was right.
As expected, we had to fight hard against Trey to even take the tiny sip of milk they offered him, and I basically ended up pouring it down his throat as he screamed an gagged.
Maybe five minutes later, the rash and hives began appearing. His face swelled up, one eye all but swelled shut, and Trey dissolved into coughing and sneezing fits.
So the nurse who came in with the second round of milk for the challenge, walked out of the room and back in with a hefty dose of Benadryl. Then after a half hour of the Benadryl not even touching the reaction, Trey was given a strong antihistamine and some steriods to help recover.
The doctor seemed just stupefied by the whole thing. Immediately after Trey consumed the first milk, and before the reaction began, he came in and discussed the plans for the rest of the visit, giving Trey increasing amounts of milk every twenty minutes. He truly thought there would be no problem.
And yet, just the teeniest sip sent all of us into a tailspin.
As the reaction got worse and worse, the doctor came into the room three times and gave us three different plans of action.
At first, when just a few hives had appeared and a few sneezes had happened, it was for us to try giving Trey pizza at home. "He should be able to tolerate cheese because the milk breaks down as it is processed."
A while later, at the worst of the reaction, he recommended that we try things made with milk, but baked. Pancakes, brownies, etc. "Cooking milk breaks down the proteins."
Then after the Benadryl proved no match for the reaction, it became, "Do what you have been doing, avoiding milk. After a while, whenever you are ready, give him fingernail-sized bites of baked foods containing milk."
So yeah, he was thrown for a loop.
My plan is to keep doing what we've been doing. At least we know now. And we know that, even though the blood tests showed otherwise, it is still a severe allergy.
Time to fill out a stack of papers for the school nurse...
Turns out my heart was right.
As expected, we had to fight hard against Trey to even take the tiny sip of milk they offered him, and I basically ended up pouring it down his throat as he screamed an gagged.
Maybe five minutes later, the rash and hives began appearing. His face swelled up, one eye all but swelled shut, and Trey dissolved into coughing and sneezing fits.
So the nurse who came in with the second round of milk for the challenge, walked out of the room and back in with a hefty dose of Benadryl. Then after a half hour of the Benadryl not even touching the reaction, Trey was given a strong antihistamine and some steriods to help recover.
The doctor seemed just stupefied by the whole thing. Immediately after Trey consumed the first milk, and before the reaction began, he came in and discussed the plans for the rest of the visit, giving Trey increasing amounts of milk every twenty minutes. He truly thought there would be no problem.
And yet, just the teeniest sip sent all of us into a tailspin.
As the reaction got worse and worse, the doctor came into the room three times and gave us three different plans of action.
At first, when just a few hives had appeared and a few sneezes had happened, it was for us to try giving Trey pizza at home. "He should be able to tolerate cheese because the milk breaks down as it is processed."
A while later, at the worst of the reaction, he recommended that we try things made with milk, but baked. Pancakes, brownies, etc. "Cooking milk breaks down the proteins."
Then after the Benadryl proved no match for the reaction, it became, "Do what you have been doing, avoiding milk. After a while, whenever you are ready, give him fingernail-sized bites of baked foods containing milk."
So yeah, he was thrown for a loop.
My plan is to keep doing what we've been doing. At least we know now. And we know that, even though the blood tests showed otherwise, it is still a severe allergy.
Time to fill out a stack of papers for the school nurse...
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