Last night, as I mentioned, Dominic had an allergic reaction to something. Our allergist informed us that his reaction was not a normal allergic reaction for an inhaled steroid, and the only reason they put those things on the information sheet is because they have to. I think I need to find a new allergist.
Here's the deal. My family has atypical reactions to things. When I have an ovarian cyst, I react with excruciating pain and vomiting, probably caused by the pain. It took doctors over a year to figure out what was wrong with me. They examined me for everything from STDs to pregnancy to being drunk. They refused to examine me for an ovarian cyst, even though we have a history of them in my family and a cousin suggested that as the cause, because that is a not a normal reaction to an ovarian cyst.
Xavier was 5 when he had his first asthma attack. It was in the middle of the night. He was transported to the hospital by ambulance. This happened twice. Both times, the doctors told us he had croup. I had heard his breathing. I took him to another doctor who agreed with me that he had asthma. "He has an atypical presentation," she told me.
When I started going to the doctor almost two years ago to figure out what was wrong with my brain, they refused to even consider vitamin deficiencies. Oh no. It had to be something neurological. I had MRIs, and more blood drawn than a person donating blood, just to find out I did, in fact, have a vitamin deficiency. My symptoms were atypical. It's not every day you hear about a person having tremors, memory problems, and fine motor skill loss from a vitamin deficiency.
So don't tell me it's not normal. I know that. We'll keep you on your toes. Be prepared. We're not normal. We're interesting.