I wanted to post an update about Sam’s egg allergy challenge here, because so many friends (and even people who have never met Sam!) have expressed kind support and prayer for his challenge today! That was so very encouraging!
And also to give a little bit of the background story of the day. Basically, we did this challenge before in May, and he failed. (Hives around mouth and itchy tongue.) We planned a secondary challenge for six months later since it was a mild reaction. I had to prepare muffins according to a recipe they gave me, and then bring them into the allergist’s office for Sam to eat them there. (In case he had any reactions, they can treat you on-site.)
Going into the challenge, in uncharacteristic fashion, I really was not very apprehensive.
Then we walked into the room. But really. Just try telling a neurotic, worrisome mother that she has to feed her kid a food he’s allergic to and just “watch him for any reactions.”
I am not using hyperbole when I say I literally had a panic attack or two. Fortunately we had lots of enthralling homeschool books to distract us. (?)
For his part, Sam was a champ. He uttered not one complaint, not one syllable of fear or apprehension, and obediently ate every bite that was given him. He is the man.
He had this endearing little habit of saying things like, “My throat feels funny,” or, “My tongue itches” after every couple bites. (!!!)
My stomach spent a lot of time somewhere in the mid-throat section today.
IN HIS DEFENSE, THOUGH.
Can you imagine being a smart six-year-old and tasting a new-ish food and having to try to detect minuscule beginnings of a food reaction? Poor guy.
The first time he said it, our (very capable, Godsend-of-a) nurse responded with the elaborately-medical observation that, “I think the Panthers are going to win the Super Bowl. What do you think, Sam?”
I was annoyed/alarmed at her apparent disregard for allergic symptoms. Until Sam drank a few sips of water and declared the itching to be gone.
Repeat x 17 and the muffin was gone, with no weird throat-ish-ness to be felt!
This accomplished, we had two hours (that’s what I said) of “observation time” which we spent figuring out the game “NFL Rush Zone Board Game.” (thanks for the present, Cappy and Nanna.)
I am so grateful that Sam can now eat baked egg. Aside from being a long-coming moral victory in the category of food allergies, I plan to bake the daylights out of some muffins to nourish these CONSTANTLY HUNGRY CHILDREN around here!
Praise the Lord!
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