The Nerve

We went to the young women's fundraiser last night. It was a dinner/auction to help the girls earn money for girls camp. Apparently one of the elderly folks came up to John last night and asked him why our son can't hold his "Bladder" for the hour that sacrament is. Honestly? I couldn't get over them asking that question. I am sorry this has been on their mind. John proceeded to say that its not that he has to go to the bathroom he suffers from severe allergies. He goes out to blow his nose or loogy up junk from his throat. Appealing I know, but its the kids life. We have had him on allergy therapy for two years and we are doing our best to resolve the poor guys issues. He just got the raw end of the gene pool on this one. If they would like to see him loogy up some junk in his nose, well then I guess I should have him sit right next to them. I am trying to spare everyone from that and have him go out! I love the elderly, but give me a break! My kids are not screaming, hitting or causing a scene, so she should love them! Sorry if occasionally he is having a rough allergy day and has to get up! I apologize!