My daughter, Tiffany and granddaughter, KC were at the beach in Chicago while we were in Pennsylvania. KC found a tiny weed that she wanted to bring home. Tif thought it would be OK for KC to learn how to care for a plant so they pulled out the weed and brought it home where it was carefully potted.
The plant immediately grew under KC's loving care. It soon sprouted flowers, much to KC's excitement. She named her plant Fluffy.
Meanwhile Tiffany, who is undergoing allergy shots began to experience congestion and headaches. She was concerned that the allergy shots must be provoking some kind of negative reaction.
One day, she looked at Fluffy and had a strange feeling KC's pet plant might not be such a benign guest in their home. Tif googled her suspicions and found that sure enough, Fluffy was a ragweed.
When she went for her weekly allergy shot, Tif showed the doctor this photo.
He burst out laughing and between his gasps of hilarity asked if he could share her Fluffy experience with his colleagues if he promised not to give her name.
Tiffany said the only good thing that came out of this was that she gave some doctors a good chuckle and me a story for my blog.
As for Fluffy... Alas! It was taken out with the trash and that evening, KC showed me via Facetime the pretty plant that Tiffany had bought her from the nursery to keep in her room.
I wonder what she'll name it.
The plant immediately grew under KC's loving care. It soon sprouted flowers, much to KC's excitement. She named her plant Fluffy.
Meanwhile Tiffany, who is undergoing allergy shots began to experience congestion and headaches. She was concerned that the allergy shots must be provoking some kind of negative reaction.
When she went for her weekly allergy shot, Tif showed the doctor this photo.
He burst out laughing and between his gasps of hilarity asked if he could share her Fluffy experience with his colleagues if he promised not to give her name.
Tiffany said the only good thing that came out of this was that she gave some doctors a good chuckle and me a story for my blog.
As for Fluffy... Alas! It was taken out with the trash and that evening, KC showed me via Facetime the pretty plant that Tiffany had bought her from the nursery to keep in her room.
I wonder what she'll name it.
Thanks for the laugh.
ReplyDeleteReally funny! You are giving more than the doctors a good laugh!
ReplyDeleteWe trusted you Fluffy
ReplyDeleteat least it wasn't poison ivy.
ReplyDeleteDavid was tested by an allergist at Straub. His test results showed he is allergic to dust mites. He was prescribed a nasal spray.
ReplyDeleteAh, I love it!! And what a great laugh to start my day!!! I love Fluffy although he would have stirred up my allergies as well!!!
ReplyDeletewell I'll be darned, imagine that, of all the weeds she could have found it was one she is allergic to, oh boy!
ReplyDeleteFunny story!
ReplyDeleteKC sounds like she has your mom's green thumb! Poor Tiff with the allergies.
ReplyDeletelovely post
ReplyDeleteOh, my...poor thing! My grandson planted some seeds in their flower beds this year, unknown to his mother, and they are honeydew melons, the vines of which took over the garden!
ReplyDeleteHA!
ReplyDeleteThat's a family story that everybody will remember.
ReplyDeleteThat is so precious! A great story for a future master gardener.
ReplyDeleteVerrrry funny!
ReplyDeleteThat is so cute, and glad the enemy was exposed!
ReplyDeleteAh... Ah.... CHOO! :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks for the funny Fluffy story, Kay! Hopefully Tiffany is feeling better!
ReplyDeleteMy first guess was that Fluffy was going to turn out to be marijuana.
ReplyDeleteWell, pretty Fluffy certainly got a reaction.
Irene always names her plants too.
I'm with you, Linda! :-)
DeleteOh my goodness Kay, this is hilarious! Holly
ReplyDeleteOh my, that is a good story. Poor Tiff! I'm glad she gave her doctor a good chuckle.
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