Our year of minor medical irritations continues with more eye action, this time from the boy.  We were at LNFATR’s yesterday (as she mentioned) having a lovely time.  Some of us chose to spend a considerable amount of their time upside down, but each to their own I say.

While we were there, the boy started rubbing his eye and within about 10, maybe 15, minutes it was red and swelling up beautifully.  I phoned the Doctors and asked if they had any appointments.  I knew it was fairly unlikely, and as predicted they said no but that if I bought him down immediately someone would look at him.  He obviously wasn’t too happy so I dumped the girl on LNFATR (again, thankyouthankyouthankyou) and legged it off with him to see our, so much more accomodating now that we’ve had children, Doctor (actually it’s the receptionists that are more accomodating – I used to think they were a bunch of terrifyingly stern women but they’ve really grown on me lately).

The diagnosis is that he probably touched “something” in the garden and then rubbed his eye and set of an allergic reaction.  “Something” in the garden – that helps to narrow it down so we can try and avoid it again doesn’t it?  Anyway, we have a different type of anti-histamine for him and thankfully no eye drops.