Life With a Bean

Living with the Bean is certainly not boring.  Nor is it always conducive to having a productive day, packing.

Case in point: two days ago.

Rob and I woke up with high ambitions.  We discussed our plans over coffee: begin the day by going to the bank and getting a new ATM card (oh, yeah–we lost my wallet somewhere in our decluttering adventures.  Hopefully it will turn back up!) taking a carload to Goodwill, then filling up the car so that another load could go the next day.  We hoped to have more rooms emptied out. 

Well.  First, enter the flying ants.  The previous day, when Rob was cleaning out his hopelessly cluttered workshop, they kept biting him, leaving horrible welts.  Now, remember that Beanie encountered fire ants last spring.  After such an exposure to ant venom, she has developed an apparent sensitivity.

So, there Beanie was–while we were making plans–lying on the floor in the hallway, whimpering.  On her back was a huge, infected bump, surrounded by other obvious ant bites.  The flying ant had found his way into her bedroom.

I will spare you the details, but the bump needed to be dealt with.  Which was hugely upsetting for us, and even moreso for the Bean.

We snuggled her, and set her up in front of the laptop, with some They Might Be Giants podcasts playing.  The Goodwill trip wasn’t going to happen right away, so I started hauling some items out to the motor home.  When I approached the house, to get the next load, I heard Beanie crying.

Inside, Rob was snuggling Beanie, sitting next to the linoleum kitchen floor.  Beanie had thrown up.

After cleaning it up, Rob told me that it had looked like coffee grounds were in it.  He wondered if she had eaten dirt.  I consulted Dr. Google, and learned that this was actually blood, and was horrified by the litany of serious ailments this could be.

I was afraid that we were in for another trip to the E.R.

But then, in small, non-highlighted print, it said “GERD.”  It turns out that minor bleeds are quite common with GERD.  Beanie has had a number of reflux episodes lately, as we have not been as careful with her diet as we should be (actually, we were challenging to see if she had outgrown it, which apparently she has not.  I think she’s a lifer).  After more research and phone calls, I learned that the little bit we saw did not make this an emergency.  So we watched her, figuring that being upset from the ant bite caused her to have an episode.  She did not throw up again and gradually got her energy back.

So, by the afternoon, we knew we would be safe to make a Goodwill run.  First, we stopped at the food co-op to drop off two bicycles, with “free” signs on them.  Seeing where we were, Beanie insisted on going inside.  And she did not feel that a trip there was complete, without making a purchase.  So I armed Beanie with a dollar, and she selected 4 miniature organic chocolates.

Off we proceeded to Goodwill.  After we dropped off our donations, Rob decided that he could benefit from buying some shorts that actually still had buttons.  So we drove around to the front.

Then we looked into the backseat.

Beanie’s face and arms were completely covered in melted chocolate.  In true SPD style, she decided that the candy bars would make an excellent facial treatment.  She was in the process of licking it off her arm, and took offense to being called “chocolate monster.”

In the end, Rob found a shirt and shorts.  And Beanie didn’t have time to get ornery or get into mischief while he was shopping, because she was busy getting cleaned off in the restroom.

And I got a few more grey hairs…

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19 thoughts on “Life With a Bean

  1. Jeeze and I thought I was having a tough day decluttering the loft with the husband who won’t throw anything away and a pottering mother who unpacks every charity shop bag just to “have a look”….

  2. But bean looks soooo cute in non chocolate mode – though I would have liked to see chocolate monster pics too. Got to support a fellow messy eater x

  3. When you were her age, your episodes of throwing up were more severe than the Bean’s, going on for hours, finally requiring Compazine to stop them. High fructose corn syrup. I sure wish we had the internet back then. I would get frustrated trying to find information in my doctor books, and found nothing that fit the situation.

  4. Hi Bethany, I like your blog a lot, I really appreciate your honesty (even about sometimes not being honest). I just wanted to let you know about the GAPS diet by Dr Natascha Campbell McBride, in case you haven’t heard of it. I don’t want at all to come off as though I know more than little Beanie’s parents about what’s right for her (obviously I don’t!), or as though I think she needs to be “fixed” or something like that. I just know that the GAPS diet has helped many adults and children with challenges similar to your daughter’s. There are books and lots of resources on the web. I’m planning on doing it myself eventually, for other reasons. I was really blown away by all the information in the book by Dr Natascha, it goes WAY beyond gluten free, casein free etc. I’m not affiliated with it in any way, just wanted to let you know about it in case it could be of help. 🙂

    All the best to you!

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