What a Day!

What a day!  Ellie, Ryan and I went to Sam's Club this morning to do some shopping.  Well, we decided to try test out some samples.  We tried this Lara bar along with some grape juice and within about 30 seconds Ellie started screaming that the grape juice was burning her throat!  She just got louder and started spitting and throwing a fit.  I just ignored her because miss dramatic acts like this on a regular basis.  Well, about 3 minutes later Ellie says, "Mom, my lip is a bubble."  I look at her and sure enough, her bottom lip looks like a huge bubble!  I run to the pharmacy department and ask the pharmacist where the children's liquid allergy medicine is and the guy seriously looked at me totally dumbfounded.  I took it upon myself to run over to the allergy section while the dumb pharmacist followed me over there and looked completely helpless.  In the meantime Ellie is screaming like a banshee that the grape juice is burning her throat and trying to spit it out.  I find the allergy medicine, rip it open and make Ellie drink up a dose.  The store office happened to be right there and someone comes out to see what the commotion is.  Ellie is still crying, but now her tummy hurts and she needs to poop.  She was also thirsty, so I opened up the milk and give her a drink out of Ryan's sippy cup.  That seemed to help her throat calm down.  Ellie had to poop and so we tried a few times to do that and finally had success at try #3.  It was an explosive experience.  Haha... poor girl.  She said that she felt better though.  So, she felt good enough to make it home.  We checked out (after taking a picture of the package), loaded into the car, and headed home.  Ellie whined the entire way home that her tummy hurt.  When we got home she barfed and pooped again.  She was finally over the hump.  The rest of the afternoon was her recovering with her tummy still hurting and not feeling well.  Poor girl had to have a traumatic experience to figure out that she is allergic to some kind of tree nut.  :(  Through this entire experience Ryan was asking for cookies, and bananas, and fruit snacks, and anything else he could see.  I am still irritated about the pharmacist and, I assume, the manager for not handling this situation properly.  I would have expected a report to be written up, or a procedure followed for an allergic reaction due to taste testing.  Nothing... they acted like this was a shocking situation!  When I was ready to leave, neither of them were even there.  All is said and done, and now Ellie is very cautious about anything that she eats.  She doesn't want to experience anything like that again.  I am also keeping allergy medicine in my bag from now on so that I have it available if needed.  Lesson learned. 

I also figured out something funny.  A few weeks ago I went shopping and when I came home to put the groceries away I backed into the garage.  When I closed the back door of the van it wouldn't close for some reason, so I forced it... because that's what I do.  When I pulled back around to drive into the garage, my distance ball was not there to tell me where to stop.  I thought, "Hmmm... that's funny... where did my ball go?"  Well, the next time I opened the back of the van, the ball dropped out.  I had caught it in the door.  Brent came home that night and immediately started grumping about the kids playing with the ball and ripping it out of the ceiling.  I had to embarrassingly admit that I had done it.  Poor Brent had to fix another one of my oopsies.  Heeheee....... well... when I came home from Sam's Club today and pulled in backwards again, I discovered that this is how I had caught the ball!  It is right in the opening of the back door!  I had to send Brent and my mom a picture to prove that it could have happened to anyone.

This next week is spring break.  We are watching Mallory for the Mortensen's while they go on vacation.  On our walk this evening we encountered this friendly doggie who started following us.  Mallory gets pretty excited about other dogs/animals, so Brent had to carry her for the rest of the walk home because our friendly stowaway had no one keeping an eye on him.