Summer Worries

Yup, the lazy, hazy days of summer have arrived…it’s not even officially summer yet but it feels like it outside.  85+ degree weather every day, humid…it’s the time of suntans and sunburns and poison oak.

Yes, I said poison oak.

You see, the girls love to play outside.  They like to walk back into the woods behind our house and look for deer.  They beg their daddy to take them “hunting” every day.

Last Friday, when I picked them up from daycare, Little G had what looked like a scratch on the side of her forehead.  Totally normal for this kid.  She’s always scratching herself no matter how often I clip her fingernails and running into walls and such.  Friday night, she hung out with her Nena and cousin while the husband and I went out with friends.

Saturday morning when she woke up, we saw this:

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Quite frankly, it looked like mosquito bites – I have horrible reactions to mosquito bites so the redness and puffiness didn’t bother me at first.  I put some Afterbite on it and we went on with our day.  It got a little worse as the day went on, but it still looked just like a couple of mosquito bites on her face along with one on her hand and one on her wrist.

The next morning when Little G woke up, this is what we saw:

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This was much worse.  I started thinking there was no way this was a mosquito bite so we started tossing around ideas on what it could possibly be.  My mom was the first to suggest Poison Oak/Ivy/Sumac.  My first response was that my husband didn’t have it so it couldn’t be (because he gets it every year,  usually very early in the year).  We put in a call to the pediatrician just in case.  He agreed it was likely poison oak and to come in the next morning at 8 am.

When I got Little G up for her appointment, her right eye had swollen completely shut.  She looked awful.  The pedi gave her an oral steroid and a cream – apparently she’s a little young for the shot.  He also told us he rarely sees reactions like this in children and never in kids this young.  Great.  The warning was given that if she reacted this strongly the first time she got it, that she will always have this severe of a reaction.  Not good.

This is what she looked like Monday night:

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Right eye completely swollen shut, left eye starting to swell.  She had one dose of steroid and the cream put on her face once at this point.  I could kind of tell that it was starting to break up a little but it was still bad.

On Tuesday, she started looking even better.  Second dose of steroid and three applications of the cream later and my little G was starting to look like herself again:

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No picture from this morning but her face is very red but there’s very little swelling. She went back to school this morning.  She could have gone all week because she wasn’t contagious but I was worried that the swelling and redness would freak out another child and they might say something hurtful to little G.  Luckily we have the best daycare in the world – the teachers had already told the kids that Gabi had poison oak and that her face was going to be red and swollen.  No one even batted an eye – they just asked her if she was ok and if she wanted to play.  🙂

The funniest part of the whole situation is I think my husband and I felt worse for her and were in more pain than she was – she was her normal happy self, dancing and singing, flirting with the construction guys who came to my mom’s house while she was there.  Little C was more concerned about G than G way.  Little C would say to her over and over “Are you ok?  Does your face hurt?  Do you need me to sleep with you?  I make you feel better, let me kiss it.”  With the exception of the itching that occurred sporadically throughout the ordeal, Little G has been a trooper.  Only once did she say anything that made me believe she was worried.  That was when I put her hair up and she looked in the mirror and asked “Mommy, am I still pretty?”

I, of course, told her she was the most beautiful girl in the world.  She responded with two thumbs up.


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