The Allergist

So I know I already wrote about this a few posts back, but I found the pictures of when we were there and wanted to document it (since this blog is basically a baby book for Max). We paid a visit to the allergist to check up on what the heck went wrong when he was really sick with hives (see here).

Anyway, come to find out he's not allergic to berries or antibiotics. It was just a freaky rash.

Max didn't have to hard a time when he was being tested. They had this play house in the waiting room that he was having a blast with (until some other mean kids came and kept kicking him out; we were there long enough though that he outlasted the others).


He got 9 different shots in his arm, each with a different amount of antibiotic in it. He was such a trooper. He was happy and smiley most of the time.


He got 6 pokes in his back, too. Poor kid. But look, smiling! I think it was the huge playhouse that kept him happy (even though the doctor had really bad onion bagel breath).


Anyway, we're happy to know that he has no major allergies and that he's healthy and happy and likes to walk around without his shirt on.