My 8 year old son been having this for 2 months straight it’s gotten worse from the first time he had this.. What is it 🧐👇

It didn’t start as a mild itch—it burned. Angry red patches flared across his skin, fading and returning without warning, like a cruel cycle. At first, it seemed like a simple allergic reaction. Then doctors said a word that changed everything: urticaria. The hives spread rapidly, his lips began to swell, and breathing felt tight. That was the moment they understood this wasn’t a minor irritation.

What began as an uncomfortable rash quickly revealed how severe urticaria can become. The raised, red welts were more than a surface issue; they were visible signs of mast cells releasing chemicals into his bloodstream, overwhelming small blood vessels and forcing fluid into the skin. Soon, deeper swelling—angioedema—set in, distorting his lips and eyelids. Discomfort gave way to real fear, especially as swallowing became difficult and every breath felt uncertain.

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