February 21, 2013

Stickers by Number

My grandpa sent me a Valentine. It included a card and a little craft. I was really excited to get a package in the mail.

I wasted no time digging into my present.

The craft included a picture of a butterfly and a bunch of foam stickers. 

The butterfly had squares with numbers on it. It was like a paint-by-number project, except with stickers.

Mom told me what stickers to put on what numbers, and I got to work.

It took a while, but I finished the project!

And I think I did a pretty good job.

February 19, 2013

A Little Refashion

Mom had a dress that no longer fit her.

She thought it would make a cute dress for me, but it was a little big.

So, Mom cut it up and re-fashioned it into a dress just my size.

It didn't take long to sew, and I was excited to wear it when it was done. Mom might have to re-work the straps a little, but we both really liked the outcome!

February 13, 2013

My Many Faces

This is what Mom does when she procrastinates making dinner: She takes pictures of me. Not a bad way to put things off until later.

February 12, 2013

Adventures in Allergy Testing

A little over a week ago I ate a cashew for the first time, and I had a bad reaction to it. In my own words, "I ate a cashew, then I throwed up." The morning after my reaction, Mom called to set up an appointment with an allergist. That appointment was today, and I had to do a skin test. Mom warned me that it might hurt or pinch a little, then it would probably itch.

After talking to the doctor for a few minutes, a nurse brought in what she needed in order to do the skin test. She had me lie down on my stomach, then she drew lines on my back, and the letters A and B. The A side was a control, the B was to test tree nuts. I lied very still and didn't make a sound while the nurse poked my back. As soon as she finished, I was able to sit up. The nurse left the room, and I dissolved into tears.

And this is why I was crying.

It hurt to get the pokes, then my skin felt really itchy, but I couldn't touch it. I couldn't even get a regular hug or cuddle from Mom because not even she was allowed to touch my back. It was horrible.

After talking to Mom and crying for a few minutes, I decided I was ready to try distracting myself with something fun. Mom gave me some Hello Kitty stickers, and I focused on sticking them to a piece of paper (and Mom's hand, and my hand).

Except, not even the Hello Kitty stickers were enough to keep me from tearing up a couple more times.

When the nurse came in to check on my back, I told her I didn't want anymore pokes. 

Mom learned that I am definitely allergic to cashews, and that I have to stay away from all tree nuts from now on. I also have to have an epi pen. 

Mom and I were both exhausted after the appointment. At least I got to sleep in the car on the way home.