Wednesday Ian had an allergic reaction to something. We think it might have been a candy cane he ate, because nothing else we can think of was new that might have triggered the hives that flared up all over his face, arms and torso.
After calling the doctor, I rushed out to get some Benadryl for him. Usually Ian takes medicine so well but from the get go he wanted nothing to do with the Benadryl. It took both Chris and I to get him to take the medication by force. Not really something you want to do to your kid when they already don't feel good but what choice do parents have really?
I was worried about Ian napping at day care and them having to fight with him to give him the Benadryl. So I picked up Ian on my lunch hour Thursday and brought him with me to work for part of the afternoon. The rest of the afternoon I took some personal time so I could take him home to nap. Ian loves being at my office. He gets to flirt with all the ladies and show them his Toy Story toys. He even somehow managed to manipulate a cookie from one person.
While at work I had to give Ian his next dose of Benadryl. I anticipated the struggle and the likelihood of crying so I took him down to the bathroom to give him the medication. As soon as he saw the syringe I got from the pharmacy coming at him, he ran into one of the stalls and crammed himself in the corner behind the toilet to hide from me.
I tried my best to give him the medication right there, with me leaning over the toilet and trying to pry his mouth open to get the syringe in between his tightly pursed lips. Meanwhile he is thrashing his arms around in defense. Naturally the syringe full of Benadryl ended up floating in the toilet.
Great! Now what?
I had to get him this medication because the hives were coming back with a vengeance. So I pored another dose into the little measuring cup that came with the bottle. After prying Ian out from behind the toilet I held him over the sink in the bathroom and poured the Benadryl in his mouth a little at a time with each holler he let out.
The poor kid is going to hate medication for life at this point. But by Joe I got that medication in him and the hives started to fade again within the hour.
Thankfully the hives seem to be flaring up less and less each time the medication wears off. I am hopeful whatever it is will be out of his system by the time the weekend is over.
The things we have to do for our kids! Not many other things in life put you in the position to force feed someone else medication in a public bathroom, or give you a reason to fish things like a medication syringe out of a toilet.
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