That is a relief. Because I really didn't want to give up nuts, or garlic, or dairy, or lettuce, or malt, or any of the other dozens of food allergens Dr. Ricaurte tested me for today.
I visited the allergist after my scary anaphylactic reaction on Saturday night (picture me, in the middle of a fancy dinner dance, flat on my back next to the coat rack, covered in hives and with frighteningly-swollen Angelina Jolie lips, shaking uncontrollably, as paramedics bent over me and eventually took me to ER where I was given a host of drugs and recovered).
So we don't know what caused the reaction. It may have been the cold virus I had, or the exercise, or the chemicals on my new dress, or a combination of two or three. Plus I was super-stressed. Unfortunately, as Dr. Ricaurte said, my body has now learned to react in "an inappropriate manner."
So now I am on more drugs until my body learns its lesson. And I have to carry around the gigantic Epi-Pen (a shot of life-saving epinephrine should this occur again).
