So Josie's first day of OIT was a big, fat, fail... And I'm not going to lie...it was completely all my fault. Why? Because I'm me. Me as in the anxious, scared, get-these-flash-backs-of-her-dying-in-my-arms PTSD moments. My anxiety was so heightened at her appointment, I almost felt like I was going to die. I took a … Continue reading A Second Attempt at OIT:
A Pair of Socks 