Day 147

My poor poor baby. Another reaction. To what you ask? We have NO clue...and that folks is even scarier than knowing. I mean clearly it is dairy or egg or peanuts or fish. BUT he was fine til we got home to unload the groceries. So I assume (yup I know what that means) that he must have touched something somehow when we got home. This poor little honey didn't even get a break for a week before having to go through this all over again. It is so hard watching him look so miserable and scratch and be so red. Its even worse when you watch the rock in your life pull out the epi pen just in case...so even then you know he knows its bad and its not just your imagination. =(