That darn brick wall is back!

The last 24 hours here have just been crazy to say the least. Last night I was so angry that I spent most of the night while Greg was working in my kitchen looking for recycling numbers on all our plastic! "Why would she do that" you ask yourself...well i'll be happy to tell you!
We finally went yesterday(the kids and I) to get Fionn's high chair at Babies R Us, and while we were there, I decided to get him some more big boy bottles. He is now up to 6oz. a feeding and a good number of our Dr.Brown's only go to 4. While I was looking at the bottles, I found all these bottles that we usually use(with the same prices) moved to another area of the store, while new, more expensive BPA free bottles were in their place. For the most part we use Dr. Brown's or Avent bottles(which I just started using with Fionn) and I guess I just assumed they were safe. Boy was I wrong. IF you only hand wash the bottles in the sink then they are fine, BUT if you put them in the dishwasher than it starts to release the chemical from the bottle! MOMMA SAY WHAT??? I was ready to throw up in the store, and I called Greg in tears...I've put them all in the dishwasher TWICE so far to run them through the sanitize cycle...I'm appalled and embarrassed to not have know that I was releasing the chemical. So I spent the night reading all I could find online, then searching through our kitchen. Thank the lord, every dish of Maggie's that I checked are fine, and BPA free and all our tupperware and ziplock containers are as well. Kristy I know you tried to warn me when we were at the zoo, and I'm sorry that I didn't pay more attention. I assumed that I was doing the right thing by buying him what we thought was the best...
So onto today...
Maggie was complaining again this morning that her feet hurt. I told her it was because of the cold so she could just get up and move around so they would loosen up. Besides that, she was fine....
Then she got off the bus...
Spots! on her face, and just a couple on her belly...We had some errands to run, and she seemed fine, so we just packed the kids up and took Greg to class. Maggie and Fionn both fell asleep and slept while we took Greg to work and all the way to Sams Club. I woke Maggie up and when she lifted up her head(after Fionn let go off her hair) her whole face was red and splotchy with spots!
Oh dear, i thought and got them up and in the store. I took her right to the bathroom and checked, and sure enough on her belly now too. On her hands and her legs, and she said her feet felt like they were there as well...
So i text Greg, and called the dr. to make her an appt. for tomorrow. They asked if I wanted to talk to the nurse as well when I described what was wrong, and I told them "yeah, if she has time" So we kept wandering around the store, her face looking worse and worse. So i start making phone calls, asking people what chicken pocks look like, and waited for the nurse to call me back. She does in a few minutes and this woman starts freaking me out immediatly. She asked me why I had her out in public, and told me to take her right home, and then started asking me if Maggie was having trouble breathing...what?? She read in her file that she had food allergies and just assumed it was a reaction...so I had to calm this woman down and go through all of Maggie's basic info...red dye allergy, periodic fever disease, and adverse reaction to benedryl. She was insisting that even though she has as adverse reaction to it that I should give her the benddryl...yeah that wasn't happening! SO then she tells me to push on the dots to see if the go away when I do that, so i told her that no, they stay red, but around the outside they go white! She tells me she has to go talk to the doctor and she'll call me right back...the worst I thought this could be was chicken "pops" and then she warns me they may want me to take her to the hospital. I thought "yeah right" and hung up...
She calls back less than 5 minutes later and tells me that I need to get Maggie to the ER immediatly...Since I was in Robinson she wanted me to take her to a local scary hospital that was close(NO WAY) (we only deal with Children's)and this woman was upset with me that I told her we would drive her down to Children's. So I called Greg and pulled him out of his Doctorite class and we took her down. They immediatly sent us back to Fast Track. We walk in the room, doc comes in and says"oh she just has hives" At this point I start banging my head off the wall(at least I wanted to) as I fight with the doctor that this a rash. It's not like the other rashs she's had before with her fevers, this is more circular, where that was big and splotchy! But she insists on hives, and we went through everything Maggie's eaten today and yesterday, and what all she did at school. She kept asking Mag OVER and OVER again if she ate anything from any of her friends at lunch, and poor Maggie kept answering her the same way, no...
Maggie is really good about what she eats, and if she's not sure if she should have it, SHE chooses to have water or milk, instead if it's a drink, and just skips it all together if it's food. This doctor made me think that she didn't believe her, and it made me mad! We've been letting her have mor and more, and she's had NO reaction to red dye lately, but she still regulates herself because I guess I got the point across a little too well when she was small!
So the doctor did a throat swab to pacify me and then wanted to take blood to check her h&h. I let her do the swab, but put a halt to the blood. There was no way i was going to let her poke her for NO reason, since she diagnosed her with just hives.
SOooo thanks to an over-imagnitive nurse, we didn't get home until after bedtime tonight and still hadn't had dinner. We'll see how Mag looks tomorrow before I send her to school, and I'll have to send a note to school to see what all happened yesterday. As i sit here and type this I hear her cough every now and then in her sleep, so I think there is def. more going on than HIVES....grrrrr!
Please keep her in your prayers, the poor girl has been through SO MUCH just trying to get the PFD diagnosed. While we were dealing with that I felt like I was just running into a brick wall over and over again, and I am feeling the same way today! Tomorrow will be interesting at the doctor, and heck yeah i'm going to ask the nurse what she was thinking!!
I'll keep you all posted!