The epic battle against perfume, colognes, body sprays and other smelly items continues. For those not in the know, I am highly allergic to those items and a few more. Being in Sacrament meeting is impossible for me due to the health repercussions. I end up with a major headache and my asthma flares up to an uncontrollable level. Each time I try to attend one meeting, I end up with yet another prescription of prednisone. For those of you not familiar with the drug it suppresses your immune system so that your lungs can heal. I sit in the foyer for all 3 hours each Sunday. At this point I have been doing this routine for over 6 months. I have discussed it with the bishopric and they are unwilling to help. Each and every Sunday Curtis sits with the boys in the chapel while I am banished to the RS room so that I can breathe and be worth something for the rest of the day. One time I asked a sister who sat next to me to move because she was wearing perfume and I got called out on the carpet for it. Why is it that being assertive when you are a woman means you are being a WITCH, but if you are a man it is something you get patted on the back for? Anyway, it is a struggle and one I continue to fight for over and over and over again.
We are potty training our 2yo and things couldn't be more interesting. Today he flushed a pair of underwear down the toilet. and I am sure there are more antics on the way.