On April 12th 2006 we woke up excited, today Jack was 6 months old and starting weaning. I was planning on giving baby rice but I was a poor expresser due to a rubbish manual pump I now know so had no milk to mix it with. I decided to nip out and get him some rusks as these could be mixed with water into mush for him.
We had a busy day so didn't get down to feeding him till teatime ish perhaps a bit earlier. He wolfed it all down and really enjoyed it, within a few minutes though he looked very serious and his eyes started to swell, then really big hives started popping up all over his body (think nettle rash all over), he also went very very hot. Luckily my younger sister turned up around this point so she shoved open the windows and stripped him down to just his nappy. We decided it would be best to ring an ambulance as his eyes started rolling to the back of his head. By this point we were both screeching down the phone and TG the ambulance arrived really qucikly. The paramedics couldn't believe their eyes when they saw Jack as in the short space of time it took them to arrive he had swelled to double his size and he was podgy baby anyway. Any how we got rushed straight to A+E and taken straight in for treatment. You could see the shock on the faces of everyone who saw us, he really did look a mess and his eyes were so sad it was really obvious he was in some discomfort.
He was hooked up to monitors and given steroids and antihistamines, he had bloods taken and they were rushed up. The doctors googled the rusk ingredients to see what it was he could be reacting to. As we were waiting for the AHs to start work I decided to give him a but during the feed I noticed he had stopped sucking and was going blue. We shouted out and all hell broke loose, he was rushed into resus where they got a drip in him and worked on him. Things are a bit blurry for me here as my legs went from under me and I was just hyperventilating on the floor . I soon sorted myself out and sat next to him while they got him back to a normal colour, well he was still red but it was preferable to blue. We had to stay in resus for a few hours just in case he stopped breathing again. Luckily he didn't and we were sent up to the ward after they had made sure he had a secure canula in, his poor little baby arm was trussed and taped up and he couldn't move it but at least we knew he could recieve meds quickly if he needed them.
We had to stay in overnight with Jack taking AHs every few hours and steroids and he had to stay on constant monitoring. The next day they had to take blood out of his little hand as the canula had dried up which was horrible as they near enough had to bend his little hand double on itself just to find a tiny vein. We were told we had to stay in again overnight as he still had a little swelling and a rash but he was nowhere near as bad as he had been. We were given an appt with the paed for 8 weeks later at which time we would be told what he was allergic to. At that appt we found out he was allergic to milk, egg and wheat. It wasn't till later we found out about his other allergies.
Luckily I had a fantastically supportive HV at that time who alas has now moved on. She arranged for us to have a baby resus class, sorted out a dietician and pushed the paeds secretary for us to be seen quicker. We are now nearly 3 years down the line from that horrific day and Jack still has bad allergies but we have learnt how to cope with them and have learnt how to cope with his restricted diet. It took us a long time to stop being jibbering wrecks about the whole experience though and I think we would both say it was truly the worst experience in both our lives.
Jack on April 12th before the nightmare began
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