June 9, 2010

And then there was chocolate cake...

I meant to write about chocolate cake and raspberries tonight, but instead we went through a little scare here at home. Little H. had an allergic reaction. To be honest, she hardly ever gets these, and they're usually very mild, but tonight's one was a bad one.

When I got home from picking up M. at gym, K. immediately asked me where I had put little H.'s new medicine, because she said she was itchy and he noticed she had some rash in one of her arm creases and at the back of her knees. I immediately checked on her, and saw she was having hives indeed, not too bad, but clearly hives. So, I gave her her new medicine. The hives in the arm crease faded almost instantly but the ones at the back of her knees only got worse and continued to spread out. She was really itchy now and crying. We gave it a little longer, I checked in with the pharmacist, but eventually we decided it was probably better to go see a doctor.  (Note: all she had were hives on arms and legs, she didn't have any respiratory discomfort.). So, at 10:00 pm the four of us took the car to go to the nearest children's hospital.

To calm down little H. a little, I started to tell  her how one night when she was a tiny little baby, we had to take her to the E.R. too because she'd been crying hysterically all night, with what seemed a very bad tummy ache and which was very unlike her, and how on the way to the hospital she eventually fell asleep in her car seat. Almost at the E.R., we turned the car and drove back home, with a happy, peacefully, sleeping baby.
One of us slept in her room that night just to make sure, but little baby H. seemed totally happy and slept through whatever was left of the night until the next morning.

By the time I finished my story, little H. announced she wasn't that itchy anymore. We checked her legs and indeed the hives were almost gone.  
And hence we turned the car and drove back home, with a happily talking little girl in the back...

raspberries and chocolate cake

Now, in case you were wondering: the chocolate cake has nothing to do with this story nor with any of the described allergic reactions or trips to the E.R..
The thing is, little H. didn't like the cake; birthday girl M. did like it but only so, so ( the glazing on top made it kind of rich); K. doesn't eat any cake; and I? Well, I loved it! But I'm not supposed to have any (but I did have some - shhtt! don't tell!)...  Result, three days after the party there's still plenty of homemade chocolate cake left in the fridge...

A piece of chocolate cake, anyone??


nicole/brussels said...

mhmmm, ziet er echt lekker uit,en mooi gepresenteerd met de framboosjes, wou dat ik er een stukje van kon eten! een oplossing; in porties invriezen, nog een oplossing; verbrokkelen, onderin een glaasje doen, mascarpone met een beetje room of yoghourt mengen en in laagjes met wat framboosjes afwisselen, tenslotte eindigen met framboosjes en een beetje ( klaargekochte) frambozencoulie erop! geloof me, zal lekker zijn! indien je wilt kan je een volle yoghourt gebruiken in plaats van mascarpone!

zal wel schrikken geweest zijn,kleine H zo te vinden! misschien is ze ook beginnen pannikeren, en heeft dit de zaak een beetje mee verergerd, who knows!!

Anonymous said...

Glad to read all is well!

p.s. Chocolate cake freezes beautifully!

cindy said...

glad all is well and i'll take a piece of cake. i'll bring the milk :)!

karen said...

Oh, how scary! We had an incident like that once, so I sort of held my breath as I read your post. I'm very glad that your little girl is feeling well now. That cake looks irresistible!


Driving to hospital (or even my Mom saying "then we have to go to hospital) made me recover very soon, too.

I still don't like when somebody says that we have to stay there for a night just to be sure with the little ones. Thankfully we could take them home with us on both occasions again (I think a recovery at home is much better than in hostpital).

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