My daughter on Friday got into some stuff she was allergic to (playdoh...it's made of wheat)and that night after she went to bed she got violently ill. Throwing up off and on for 12hrs. She finally stopped. I put her on a strict bland diet. Nothing but organic spelt flakes. She's allergic to 90% of all foods. She was getting better and even sletp thru the night Saturday. Sunday she woke and now just has the diarrhea. It's finally working it's way out of her system. Well, my soon to be ex husband has her Sundays after her nap which is 1pm or 1:30pm. He didn't show up til 4pm for one.......Never contacted me. Then he had the guts to ask me if he could still have Ashlee. She goes to be at 7pm. I told him sure to be civil and make she she's back at 7:30pm. He said that is what I was thinking. I also told him she's not to have anything but I gave you to give her. The pedialyte and the spelt flakes. It's been 24hrs since she hasn't thrown up. She's doing better. He didn't bring her home til almost 8:30pm......Never called or anything. I worried for an hour. He drops her and tells me he gave her some Mac & Chease. STUPID IDIOT! There is soy and wheat and others in that my daughter is allergic to. AFter an hour of me putting her to bed. Guess what! She got violently ill all over again because of what her dad gave her. She threw up all of it an more all night. I'm GONNA TRY TO GET A PROTECTIVE ORDER NOW on my daughter so her dad can't harm her anymore. This has happened 3times too many and I don't deserve to be put thru this crap with my daughter and she doesn't deserve to be almost poisoned by her father.
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