So, thinking back to my birth aunt and how I felt like I was happy she could have some closure, unfortunately I apparently caused her some pain as well that I didn't anticipate
(remember, I was BORN..that's all I did)
and I imagine it was hard for her to learn that her husband had been with her sister.
What I can tell you is how she responded and how I felt.
My birth aunt worked for a local newspaper that had a Dear Abby column in it.
It JUST SO HAPPENED she was in charge of that column and posted an article about how adopted children should NOT go searching for their birth parents.
I don't recall how I found out about that article. I didn't regularly read the newspaper...I think she may have told me...honestly, I don't remember. But I DO remember it was within a day or two of that phone call.
How could someone tell someone else they have no right to find their own roots?
If you're reading this and you're not adopted, let me tell you a little story about how it feels:
In 7th grade, I was supposed to do a story about my genetic roots.
Ancestry. I believe it was English class.
I did it, but it wasn't mine! Sure, it was interesting to learn the history of my adoptive family, but I knew NOTHING about MY lineage.
You know. Lots of people know. Most people can look at their parents and see where their nose came from and whose eyes they have. Closed adopted people don't have that.
If you were adopted, and you're thinking about searching, I say DO IT!
Just be prepared that crazy things may happen (as they did with me...there's more! (next time))
So! This week I was pretty busy finding out how to deal with an unexpected MANGO ALLERGY!!
I've eaten mangos all my life and never had a problem with them!
It started on Thursday with a little tingle on my lips. I had eaten a mango from the skin. I cut it up hedgehog style like this:
and I had cut thru some of the skin in a couple of places.
When I started itching, I took to the internet of course, and I found out something startling:
Mango skin contains Urushiol! (pronounced oooh roo shee all) For those of you not familiar, that's the oil that POISON IVY CONTAINS THAT MAKES YOU ITCH LIKE CRAZY!!!
By Friday, my face was a big puffy, CRAZY ITCHY, MESS. Again, I took to the internet. I know what steroids can do and I'm not interested in taking them if I don't have to.
First, I learned that during perimenopause (I'm 44 in June), histamine is coursing thru my bloodstream. That's sooo nice to know. (eyeroll)
Second, I learned from a blogger, Kim Rogers, that HONEY can quell the crazy itches! HONEY! Really?
So I went downstairs and literally smeared honey all over my face. I was glistening.
My dogs thought I was tasty.
But guess what...it WORKED. Aaaaah. You have no idea how much this woman saved my life! Here's the article:
So here I am "Let food fix it" and I was distraught about this rash by the 3d day...tears. It had crept up from my chin and below and was moving up my face and around my eyelids.
My husband, pillar of wisdom that he is, said "so, let's let food fix it. Get on the internet and figure out how you can get that swelling to go down."
So here's what I found. Querecetin! It's an antioxidant with anti inflammatory and anti HISTAMINE (the stuff that makes you react) properties. Check out this article about how to chill your allergies. It's definitely relevant to those of you suffering from springtime allergies as well, even if mangoes are your friends: