My plan for the engagement dinner was to casually whip out my own safe food. It seemed a good idea, until the cutlery caper began.
Within 3 days, the virus took hold, with fever and difficulty breathing. As someone with asthma, the specter of hospitalization hung over each hour.
My dating life got off to a truly awkward start due to food allergies. Fortunately, allergies didn’t phase my future husband.
Here’s my radical notion: it’s time for the restaurant industry to take greater ownership of keeping diners with food allergies safe.
The milk allergy diagnosis as an adult was a shocker. At first I felt desperate, but then I got busy working on my “new normal”.
Not all ambulances have epinephrine and not all first responders can use it, as this writer learned the hard way.