I took Grace to the doctor today. Her allergies are about as bad as they've ever been and she's keeping us up with her snoring. Her regular medications aren't doing squat. I went in expecting a confirmation that yes, she has allergies! Here's some new and better medication! Goodbye! And it started out that way. "Yes! She has allergies! But these other symptoms... They could be allergies, or constipation, or a reaction to toxic mold." WHAT!? Apparently, toxic mold is common with the humidity here. So, the lovely doctor suggested we test her right now and "while we're at it, how about a flu shot? Oh, and is that geen tint to her hair from swimming (she hasn't been in a pool since we left Oakwood)? Because if you are on well water (we are) you could have high levels of copper in your water supply."
Okay. So, the last time Grace had a flu shot, she came home from school THAT AFTERNOON with what turned out to be the swine flu, knocking her to the ground for two weeks. The nurse insisted she must have already had it at the time of the shot. And the last time she had blood drawn for the State Department medical clearance, she vomited, passed out cold, and vomited again. On me. About this time Grace starts hyperventilating from her fears of needles and I start hyperventilating because my house is trying to kill us.
We compromised on the flu shot. She got the nasal mist, but still had to be restrained, despite the fact that she takes a nasal inhaler every night. I insisted on the allergy testing, because I want to know when I should start lining up movers to get us the hell out of our deadly house. I know! I'm going to be awesome in the Foreign Service. I'm made for it, really. It took three of us to hold her still for the blood draw, but I'm happy to report she did not faint OR vomit, so I consider that a win. Then I took her out for a treat at Starbucks and deposited her happy little ass back to school. She even said, "thank you for taking me to the doctor!" when she kissed me goodbye. Dayumm, those Spongebob bandaids must have crack in them.
So, It will take about a week to know the results of the allergy test. That should give me plenty of time to bleach this place within an inch of it's life and research how to get the well tested. Knowing me, I'm pretty sure I'll have a new place to live lined up by the time the doctor calls us back.