A Blog About My Journey Through Motherhood
Life as an ‘Allergy Mum’
From Fear to Freedom: Embracing Life Beyond Anaphylaxis
I honestly was so anxious in the lead up to the hospital admission. I had prepared myself for the worst, not because I am a pessimist, but because I don’t think I could have handled the disappointment if I had let myself believe she would not be allergic anymore. Realistically, I knew that if she didn’t pass it this time, there was still plenty of time for her to be able to grow out of it and I had resigned myself to the idea that she would still be allergic.
Our First Anaphylaxis Exposure
“She began making a weird hoarse sound while she was babbling. I thought, "that's strange" and went over to her to have a look. Something just wasn't right. I undid her jumpsuit and pulled it up so I could look at her belly. She was breaking out in what looked like hives. And I mean, ALL OVER. They were red and raised and spreading all over her arms, legs and torso. Her face also began to swell and her neck...”