My "Allergy" Story

"allergic" reactionToday, I do something that I never thought I would do….EVER.  I’m posting a picture of myself for all to see without makeup in full-blown “allergy” mode (hence the mugshot look).  I use the term “allergy” loosely because after seeing many (I’m talking over 50) doctors (dermatologists, naturopaths, gastroenterologists, etc.) no one can really tell me what I have.  Over the years I have repeatedly been tested for FOOD Allergies – both scratch and blood.  For many years, my “allergies” were constantly changing, but generally the milk, wheat, yeast and soy stayed with a few other stopping by for an occasional visit.  Shortly before the birth of my first son (at age 30), I had my yearly allergy test and it came up clean.  I honestly thought the doctor (my cousin) was bullshitting me.  But, then I saw the paper.  Nothing – not even tree nuts to which I have an immediate swelling of the mouth (ironically, tree nuts have never come up on my allergy test – go figure!). So, I began eating “normally” – another word I use loosely.  I discovered I still have a severe sensitivity to soy.  I can have the lecithin used to preserve products but once I see that soy protein isolate term, I run the other way…fast.

It all started back when I was 15.  First, I became very sick with some unknown, undiagnosable stomach “virus”.  I lost 20 pounds in 2 weeks because I could not keep anything down – not even water.  I was in the hospital for dehydration and I took a medicine (whose name I do not recall) that tasted like a banana milk shake.  That seemed to stop the stomach issues.  But, then I started having big, ugly, painful, red cysts on my face (see picture!)  I was beside myself because previous to that I had been the equivalent of the Noxema covergirl and never had any skin problems.  My mom took me to dermatologist after dermatologist and everyone told me I had cystic acne (except for the one doctor who told me I needed a shrink because I had psychological problems and I scratched at nothing on my face) and I needed Accutane, a poison medicine which causes birth defects which I was unwilling to take.  I tried rounds of all kinds of antibiotics and nothing really helped.  Same with the creams.  Over the counter stuff was even worse.  Benzoyl peroxide makes my eyes swell shut and Salicylic Acid turns my entire face bright red. My mom ordered me every acne product from TV  – again more problems.  I went to high school with no make-up and creams on my face.  The kids were cruel.  They asked me if I had everything from AIDS to cancer.  I used to come home from school and cry – every day. Then, my mom starting sending me to every “natural” doctor she heard on our local talk radio.  One of those doctors in NYC diagnosed my “allergy” problem but the passed away unexpectedly in a car accident.  From there, I never really found anyone who could treat me properly.  I tried acupuncture, drank crazy, nasty tasting health drinks and was treated for an internal yeast problem.  Most doctors still deny the fact that my “allergies” are possible.  They also can’t explain why I suddenly have psoriasis (which incidentally only appeared after my laundry list of “food allergies” disappeared).  Over the years, I have figured out 2 things – 1) the doctors still don’t really know what my problem is and 2) I know my body better than anyone else.  So, I now avoid soy like the plague except when I eat it unknowingly (like I did in that damn Hillshire Farms sausage the other night – why is there soy in meat anyway?) and I take the good with the bad.  This week being the bad….very bad to me since it has been a while since I’ve had an episode like this.  My face hurts like hell and looks like crap (and my psoriasis is also in full swing).  But, thankfully, I have a great makeup to cover it all up.  God bless the people over at Janet Sartin for making a product that I can actually use on my face without issues. Needless to say, I continue to watch what I eat and am strongly thinking about having an allergy test done again, something I haven’t had done in over 3 years.  Let’s hope this was a just a bad soy day and not the re-start of something.

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Milton Bradley you SUCK!

Yes, honey – after last night, you knew damn well this was going to be today’s post!

Yesterday, I purchased CheezWaster the Hungry, Hungry Hippos game.  I don’t know who was more excited, me or him.  This was my all time favorite childhood game.  My brothers used to hide it so they wouldn’t have to play it with me anymore.  Anyway – I was disappointed (and that is being polite about it – ok I was ragingly pissed) to find out that in an effort to (what I assume is to) cut costs, Milton Bradley/Hasbro has decided that it would be easier to make a game that you need to take apart to play and AGAIN to store, than to just make a bigger box.  Do you believe this shit?  I have to put together AND take apart the game every time my son wants to play it?  He’s 2 – do you think he (or I) has/have the patience to wait for this?  Now, I could just be a normal, relaxed mom about it (but who are we kidding?) and leave the thing together and chuck it somewhere, but where the hell am I going to store the (very NOT flat, put together) hippos game in my tiny house?  Milton Bradley – YOU SUCK!  Pony up the extra 5 cents it takes to mass produce a bigger box, so I don’t have to take apart my damn Hippos Game!!!

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Shopping with Kids

Earlier this morning, my mom ventured to the grocery store with my 2 kids (I’m at work today, so the tiny tots are with Oma and Opa).  She called to ask me “How the hell do you shop with 2 kids?”  Well, 1) I never grocery shop with the 2 kids (see my earlier post on Online Grocery Shopping) – it is near impossible since a toddler and an infant car seat take up every last bit of space in the cart. 2) When I do shop, I generally try and hit the Walmart and Target type stores since on the odd chance I forgot something while online grocery shopping, I can generally find it at one of these places.  In our area, the Target is right next to the Babies R Us, so we’ve been killing 2 birds with one stone lately.  And I must admit there is one saving grace about me taking my toddler (and my infant) to Target – the $2 pretzel and a drink combo (plus tax) at the Target Cafe.  CheezWaster loves going to Target just knowing he’s going to get a pretzel and when we pass one and don’t stop, he begins to freak out about “needing” a pretzel.  You’d be surprised how much sanity $2.14 can buy!  Once he has his pretzel and Icee (his special Target treat!) he is the Golden Child – there is very little, if any, whining and usually he is so consumed with eating and drinking, that he doesn’t even ask for anything – even when we pass the toys.  And, he wants to stay in the cart because he’s eating and drinking (add walking to this and my toddler turns into an even clumsier oaf!)  If you don’t want to lay out the 2 bucks, I highly suggest packing a snack and sippy cup for the store.  Snacks = Enjoyable Shopping Experience!

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Healthier Snacks

I’m trying to lose weight.  CheezWaster has gotten the taste of far too many sweets on his palette lately.  Therefore, I’m trying to eliminate any crap food from the house and choose healthier snacks.  Recently, I received a free sample of Teddy Grahams Trail Mix from BzzAgent and I must admit, it is a bit addicting.  I’ve never really been into Teddy Grahams, but I love the mix of sweet and salty of the one variety and the addition of yogurt raisins to the other variety.  I grab some as a snack, as a quick breakfast, as a healthy treat. If you want more info on the product or want to see a super cute Teddy Bear website, check out http://www.nabiscoworld.com/teddygrahams/trailmix.aspx

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In Stitches!

On Tuesday, for the second time in 6 months, I had to not only watch, but clench CheezWaster with all my might while he had stitches removed.  The entire experience was exhausting for him and even though the doctor says he’s not hurting him while removing the stitches, his ear piercing screams would have suggested otherwise.  But, just hours later, he was not only running around like his typical maniac self, but telling people all about his peacock attack with such animation.  There was arm flailing, sound effects, theatricals and all.  It left me in stitches!

Since the “peacock incident”, I’ve been researching peacocks on the internet.  I’ve discovered 2 things – 1) The female is called the peahen.  The male is called the pea’cock’ – now maybe it is because of genitalia, but I think otherwise and 2) pea’cock’s are cocks!!! – recently some other small boy was the victim of an attack at the Oregon Zoo.  Cage the COCKS, I say!!!

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