(Does this mean that I have a real life? Haha.)
First – Liam, and his allergies.
He’s anaphylactic to peanut and egg (white), level three on both. He’s got mild IgE antibodies present for (cow’s) milk [level 1] and soybean [level 0/1]. His intense reaction to milk was diagnosed as (insert protein, in his case it’s for sure casein) induced enterocolitis syndrome. He’s also allergic to Penicillin – which, obviously, will be the easiest thing for us to avoid.
None of the above is news (aside from the soybean, and he’s been fine with it so I haven’t eliminated anything that I wasn’t already avoiding before the blood testing). The doctor said that he’ll run another panel in a few years before he hits pre-k age to see where things are standing. We’re to avoid all nuts – tree, nut-but-really-a-legume, etc. We do have the okay to give fish and shellfish a shot, but it’s on the far back burner for now.
Second – We went to Louisville during Brian’s spring break two weeks ago. (Two weeks. You see how good I am at keeping this thing updated?)
(Picture circa 1986/1987 – my best guess is Christmas, the tinytiny baby is Jaclyn who was born in September ’86.)
The elderly lady on the far left is *my* Great-Grandmother. I’m the cute kid on the far right with the blonde hair, oh where did it go..
This picture was taken two weeks ago. It’s me, my kids, and their great-grandparents (well, two out of the four). The elderly lady in this picture? She’s the second from the left in the picture above.
I’m amazingly sad that I didn’t think to get a picture with us and my other grandparents. :[ The only comfort being that we spent the vast majority of our time there with them – and my kids had a blast. They might not have a lot of pictures (since my time was spent mostly pulling things out of Liam’s mouth and making sure nothing was broken), but they had a damned good time. Dammit.
Liam and my Grandmama:
My awesomesauce Granddaddy (you’d think I could have snuck in a kid or two, but nooooo…)
Here’s Liam and Brian sitting on the stoop. One of my earliest memories is Alison and I sitting in the exact same place eating ice cream cones. She was maybe two, which meant that I was about five, maybe six.
Third – My mom and dad will be here this weekend. I’m having my teeth yanked out on Tuesday. Yes, all of them. We (this especially means you, Mark) will be henceforth referring to the contents of my mouth as ‘chicklets’. Thanks. It’s my way of coping. I do turn 31 on the 19th, you know.
Finally – Liam funny. Hand him some trash. Tell him to go put it in the trash. He trundles over to the trash can and throws it in. You clap your hands and say ‘Yay!’, he claps with you. He then turns back to the trash can and starts grunting ‘Geh Ot’ over and over.
It’s a start. =D