Friday, October 1, 2010

Shiloh loves lobster, lobster hates Shiloh!

So this has been a crazy couple of days. We have midterms coming up so we don't really have time for crazy, but it comes non the less. Soo. One of our neighbors is a fisherman, nice guy. He ask us if we are interested in any lobster, now that lobster season is in. We say "of course!!!!"

Wednesday afternoon, he comes to the house and says that he has caught some lobster do we still want them. He is selling them for $10/lb. Now that is eastern Caribbean dollars so it is like $3.75/lb American dollars! I am so excited, how nice to have lobster to look forward to. So D goes gets like 6 lbs.

We are eating said lobster last night, and I give Shiloh some of the little legs that are too hard to get the meat out of. She is just crunching away, happy as can be, and I didn't think a thing about it.

About 2 hours later, her face is so swollen! She can barely open her eyes and her nose is like double the normal size. Also her upper lips just hang over her mouth. I was freaking out. So apparently she is allergic to lobster. We gave her Benadryl, but her face looked so bad. D was so worried about her, he stayed up most of the night checking on her (he is such a good daddy). He is taking a nap right now! We were really afraid she might stop breathing or something. Her face was still swollen this morning, she is so pitiful. We skipped our last class today, because we didn't want to leave her here for very long by herself. She is doing better this afternoon, but she is not back to normal. I feel so bad, I can't believe she is freaking allergic to lobster! This weekend has not started off well, hopefully it gets better. I told Shiloh she was not named after Angelina Jolie's kid, so she doesn't have to have big lips!

2 comments:

  1. Glad she is better, and your nerves are better too.

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  2. She is back to normal, which means muddy paw prints! And it is back to the grind for us. She gave us a scare, and we are happy she is alright.

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