1. We learned Maya is allergic to Amoxicillin, which she had been on for an ear infection a couple weeks ago (it was a delayed allergy- symptoms started 1.5 days after ending 10 days of the medicine)
2. By allergic, I mean she got super bad hives that made both nurses and doctors go "Whoa!" when they saw them. They were all over her torso, legs, and arms and she was a hot mess. So she got put on Prednisone.
3. She was a tad crazy on Prednisone.
4. The Prednisone didn't do much so it meant that the bad, itchy hives were still there for a few days. And she was a bit crazy.
5. And the Presnisone tasted disgusting so she straight up refused to take it by day 3 (of what was supposed to be 7).
5. But then all the infections in her poor little body banded together to take out a her right hip, with something called "irritable hip" so yesterday morning she totally freaked out and couldn't walk.
6. And when blood results come back a little wonky back at the doctor's office (again), she got sent to Children's Hospital for X-rays, lots of pokes and prods, and even a hip ultrasound.
7. And she was not a happy camper. But was a trooper and eventually got a popsicle.
8. And now has to rest her "irritable hip" until a follow up appointment Tuesday morning.
9. Her hives still come and go, but thankfully she doesn't have to take Presnisone any more. Just IBProfen, Benadryl as needed, and lots of fluids.
10. And then this morning at 2:45am we were startled awake because she decided it would be a good idea to come downstairs, climb up to stand on a chair, and put a bunch of band-aids on all her fingers. What?!?! She had refused to walk at all like the 30 hours prior to this middle of the night adventure.
11. She was ok enough today to go to Boom's house, who saved both Chris and I from having to take more time off of work.
11. She was ok enough today to go to Boom's house, who saved both Chris and I from having to take more time off of work.
So that was our week.
Hives and hospitals and hips. And then 2:45am bandaids.
She still got to hang with Boom and G-ma earlier in the week.
And I watched Obama's speech on Tuesday and cried.
Today she covered herself with stickers from the hospital and rallied to do a kitty puzzle at Boom's.
I ended the week in a high note, going to a fundraiser planned and executed by Mary that included fabulous African music.
So now it is the weekend and we continue our quest to tame the three-year-old for three days without driving ourselves crazy. Wish us luck!
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