Monday, September 17, 2007

Benedryl vs Homeopathic Medicine

Tommy had an allergic reaction to cashews that his mom screwed up and gave him. And boy did she feel bad when his ears swelled up to twice there normal size! Yes it looked like red Rouldof Dumbo ears! I should have taken a picture.

That totally freaked me out he's never had a reaction that bad before. The homeopathic I tried first didn't work. So I sent a message to my chiro and resorted to benedryl while I waited for a call back.

When she called back he was sleeping peacefully and seemed better. She recommended a different homeopathic. I debated not getting it because we were watching the cowboy game. But decided I should get it before the store closed in an hour.

When I returned tommy was awake again and itching bad again. Only 1.5 hrs after the first dose of benedryl, and too soon for another dose. So I gave him the homeopathic and it calmed it right down IMMEDIATELY!! It worked much better than the benedryl had.

He was able to go right back to sleep and in the AM showed no signs that his ears were twice there size the night before!!

3 comments: said...

Its funny that you posted this, today I got my homeopathic allergy med. I put it away and got out my Zyrtec and gave Baby boy his. The homeopathic one hasn't worked for me yet. Pollen is really up and my head itches my neck my are everything. The Zyrtec worked. I looked on the ingredients on my homeopathic allergy medication and it was water and alcohol. What brand are you using?

Mandi said...

Lydia -

What is the homeopathic that your Chiro recommended? It's always good to have one on hand that you know works, so just wondering. Thanks!

~Lydia~ said...

Homeopathic was Phosphorus 30c

Mother of a "Special" Child

When I was young, I'd often say,
I'd like to be a mom someday
While playing with my baby doll,
I thought that job's not hard at all

I'd have a baby, maybe two,
a girl in pink...a boy in blue
Well I grew up and sure enough,
I'm now a mom and gosh it's tough

The baby that was sent to me,
was born with disabilities
At first I'm frightened through and through,
there's much to learn to care for you

This wasn't in my plans at all,
when I was young and played with dolls
Your mind and body were so weak,
you might not ever walk or speak

So much special care required,
I'm often scared and often tired
As months and years go slowly by,
I smile a lot but sometimes cry

To watch you grow and not complain,
though you endure your share of pain
Oh, how I'd hold you and I'd pray,
that you'd be healed and whole someday

But I knew that was not to be,
not physically or mentally
And so I taught you best I could,
your progress wasn't very good

But then one day I realized,
as I gazed into your loving eyes
That I had learned so much from you,
determination...courage too

A love so unconditional,
it floods my soul and always will
I'm proud to say I gave you birth,
for you're an angel here on earth.

God Choose a mother for a "Special" child

Most women becaome mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressure and a couple by habit.

This year nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen?

Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As He observes, He instructs His angels to make notes in a giant ledger.

"Armstrong, Beth; son. Patron saint...give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."

"Forrest, Marjotie; daughter. Patron saint, Cecelia."

"Rutledge, Carrie; twins. Patron saint, Matthew."

Finally He passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child."

The angel is curious. "Why this one God? She's so happy."

"Exactly," smiles God, "Could I give a handicapped child to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."

"But she has patience?" asked the angel.

"I don't want her to have to much patience or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wears off, she'll handle it."

"I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has his own world. She has to make her live in her world and that's not going to be easy."

"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in you." God smiles, "No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect - she has just enough selfishness." The angel gasps - "selfishness? is that a virtue?"

God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she'll never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less perfect. She doesn't realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a 'spoken word'. She will never consider a 'step' ordinary. When her child says 'Momma' for the first time, she will be present at a miracle, and will know it!"

"I will permit her to see clearly the things I see...ignorance, cruelty, prejudice....and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life, because she is doing My work as surely as if she is here by My side".

And what about her Patron saint? asked the angel, his pen poised in mid-air.

God smiles, "A mirror will suffice."