Thanks, everyone.  We're okay now... still bummed, but it is what is.  Ugh.  Now to wait for my youngest's shrimp results. 

So sorry.  I've been there too.  Knowing it how it will probably go, but secretly hoping it will be something else.

 

I'm sorry the results were disappointing. Expecting and knowing are two different things.

Sorry.  Know the feeling.   And DS always reacts very slowly and on the later side.  The first 5 min often have nothing and even up to close to 10 sometimes nothing and then suddenly gigantic wheels. 

I too know how you feel........................stinks.................

I've shed many tears at the allergists office.  I'm so sorry your appointment was such a disappointment 

 

It is a blow every time. 

Oh I know. It's really hard not to get hopes up.

I am sorry.  But you can't help having dreams ... and your child healing-- what mom does not dream of that?

I'm sorry. We had one of those last summer. 

I'm so sorry!  I do the same thing every single year and it never gets any easier.  Take a day or two to wallow in your disappointment and then you'll get back to being in an okay place with it.   

Joanna, I feel the same.  I always have to choke back tears as I see the welts appear. 



 

Both of my boys had allergist appts today.  My oldest was being skin tested in hopes of doing a baked egg challenge, so the allergist said we may as well test all of his allergens since he was off meds and getting due for it anyway.  Tons of big welts- they offered him Benadryl afterwards and told us to let them know during any future skin tests that he gets very impressive reactions so they'd check him earlier. Egg and walnut were bigger than the little ruler thing they use to measure them. No baked egg challenge for us anytime soon.  Ugh.

My youngest was skin tested due to some mystery hives- we suspect maybe shrimp as others were eating it at the time.  Milk and eggs remain super reactive and shrimp was borderline.  They also did a RAST on him to see where things stand. 

I go into every appt knowing it's going to suck, but there must be a little part of me that's hopeful because I'm so freaking crushed when they're over.  I *know* the boys aren't going to miraculously have negative skin tests to everything, but I guess I still keep waiting for that miracle.  I want to stop hoping; I need to stop for my own sanity. I just don't know how to, if that makes sense.