So here’s something weird: I think I have developed a peanut allergy.
This is especially strange for me because I used to absolutely live on peanut butter. As a kid I had at least one peanut butter sandwich every day. As a grown up it was still a regular part of my diet — a peanut butter sandwich as a late night snack was heaven. I admit that I even occasionally indulged in a Fluffernutter or two. And since Sir Monkeypants is allergic to tree nuts, peanuts used to be a major player in our stir fries and desserts.
My mother ate a ton of peanut butter when she was pregnant with me. She had cravings for it and had it almost every day. These days it’s one theory that eating a lot of peanuts during pregnancy can predispose the baby to a peanut allergy, and my mom always points to me as a counter example — she ate peanuts all the time! And yet I’m fine! So much for modern science and their so-called “theories”!
Back in January I was visiting Mrs. Carl Sagan, and she served some treats left over from a preschool executive meeting. I immediately went for the peanut butter cup. Since the Captain is allergic to peanuts, we’ve gone peanut free in the house, and I hadn’t eaten anything with peanuts in it for at least a couple of years.
And my mouth went all…funny. Fuzzy and thick. And itchy inside. It wasn’t anything scary, I didn’t get hives or stop breathing. But it was enough of a reaction, and so immediate, that I noticed.
Weird, I thought.
Then a few weeks later, I had some Reese’s Pieces at poker. And again, the fuzzy mouth, the itchiness. Last week, I had some Bridge Mix at poker, which includes chocolate-covered peanuts, and again, the weirdness. The next morning I felt hungover, exausted, and my mouth was sore.
So…I don’t know what. I hesitate to go all the way to allergy but this is very suggestive, don’t you think? It’s quite freaking me out. I guess I should get tested. The peanut allergy thing isn’t anything to mess around with.
It’s really scary to me that I could suddenly develop a food allergy this late in life. Someday they’ll figure out that food allergies are caused by something that seems so innocent, like hardwood flooring or kleenex or olive oil, and we’ll all slap ourselves on the forehead and have a good laugh and get rid of it. Until then, though, it’s disturbing to think that there is something in our world that is affecting our health, even later in life, and we have no idea what is going on. Eeep.
In other allergy news… it’s very early yet but we fear that Gal Smiley has developed an allergy or sensitivity to milk. She was always our healthy one, the one who never got sick and didn’t stop for anything. But over the past eight months she’s had breathing issues and serious coughs that she can’t get rid of, coughs that keep her up literally all night, coughs that cause fits that last for an hour or more when she literally cannot stop coughing even for a few seconds. We tried puffers and other medicines but eventually I decided to try taking her off of milk, and like magic, she is better.
Since we took her off of milk a few months ago, she’s been fine, but on the rare occasions when she has a bit of cheese or a little milk, voila, she’s up all night coughing again. Our doctor thinks this is pretty conclusive and we’re off for allergy testing for her in the fall.
As far as kids’ illnesses go, I can’t complain too much. It’s annoying to have allergy kids, but things could be way worse. I don’t see the kids’ allergies as life-threatening, and we learned long ago to live on an egg-free, nut-free, milk-free diet, so it’s not a huge lifestyle change, and the school knows all about food allergies now so everything is under control.
Still. There’s that old nagging feeling that something is affecting us. I really hope it doesn’t turn out to be pie.