The paramedic was nice enough.
He didn't have kids and laughed when I asked, so needless to say he probably thought I was totally crazy.
He was sorta right.
We got to the
ghetto hospital, and they immediately gave her a shot of steroids and an antihistamine.
We had to go to an adult hospital because it was the closest, but it definitely wasn't the nicest.
Lady in the "stall" next to us was having neck pains and moaning for more pain meds every five seconds.
We had to stay for observation for almost two hours at which time they sent us home even though she was still covered in hives.
But she was happy.
The nurse said it had been long enough without throat closure that we were safe even though she still looked terrible.
So home we went.
And we watched her all night.
By morning she was back to normal.
And I have a child with an egg allergy.
It is no fun, but I am praying, praying, praying that she outgrows it by 3.
That is pretty common from what I hear.
We still haven't seen an allergist because of the move and insurance switches.
But we will.
And we will be swatting the boys hands away from her mouth as they try to shove baked goods her way.
At the moment my biggest issue is finding a decent cake recipe without eggs for her first birthday.
With so many much worse things that could be, I am grateful for that small issue.