My pandemic bubble was also a “food allergy bubble.” On the ski trip, I learned I was painfully out of practice with ordering safe food.
In my culture, apologizing is as much a part of life as having a cup of tea. How I learned to stop saying ‘sorry’ for my food allergies.
If you could get one allergen back in your diet, what would it be? For me, the answer was always “avocado”. And miraculously, it happened.
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.