This may be adieu.
And if it is, know that I love you all.
I'm about to eat a Reese's Peanut Butter cup.
For those of you who have been around for awhile, you'll remember that about five years ago I had a strange reaction after a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios; I was having difficulty breathing and ended up having to call 911. The paramedics came by and it was about 50/50 in favor of me going to the hospital or staying home. I decided to stay home because I was on my own with Gavin and didn't want to take him to the hospital and expose him to the germs.
Following that, I went and saw an allergist, who tested me for nut allergies. The results were inconclusive, because I didn't react to the control (that I was supposed to react to) - I didn't react to anything. So, inconclusive. And for the past five years I have avoided all nuts, on the possibility that they may kill me.
And I'm really fucking sick of it.
So I'm about to do a DIY food challenge. I'm dressed, my health card and cell phone in my pocket, and a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup in front of me.
Keep your fingers crossed, my friends. Hopefully in two hours I'll be thinking about the fact that I've avoided nuts for five years, for nothing. Alternately, if that outcome isn't possible, hopefully I'll be in the hospital in two hours, safe and recovering.
AUGHHHHHHHHH SO SCARED. This is going to be so stupid if this is my last post before I died. And if I died for such a stupid damn reason. (Don't worry, you'll find out either way. Worst-case scenario, for years now fenix16 has had my password and instructions to update my journal in the event of my passing.)
Okay, okay. Let's do this thing.
Love you all. Really, truly, I love you all. <3
ETA: 30 minutes later and I'm still alive. The vast majority of reactions are within 30 minutes, although they can occur any time up to 2 hours after ingestion. So I'm not out of the woods yet. But the worst risk is passed and I'M STILL HERE, PUPPIES! (Also, Reese's Cups aren't as good as I remembered. Woe.)
Love you all. (Just in case.)
ETA2: 60 minutes later and I'm still alive.
Love you all. (Still just in case.)
ETA3: 100 minutes later, still alive, no hives or swelling or difficulty breathing. 20 more minutes to go! (I'm not even going to put a "love you" note. OPTIMISM!)
ETA4: Two hours down and no reaction. My friends, I'm back on peanuts. =^.^= Sunday night I'll try the almond challenge, which is somewhat more worrisome (my initial possible-reaction was to almonds, not peanuts) but that's all right. For tonight, I'm just thrilled that I made it through the first one. :) I can stop dreaming about peanut butter now! (Yes, I'd have actual dreams where I was just sitting with a tub of peanut butter, eating it with a spoon. I also dream about pecan pie on a regular basis. I've REALLY missed eating nuts.)
I'm about to eat a Reese's Peanut Butter cup.
For those of you who have been around for awhile, you'll remember that about five years ago I had a strange reaction after a bowl of Honey Nut Cheerios; I was having difficulty breathing and ended up having to call 911. The paramedics came by and it was about 50/50 in favor of me going to the hospital or staying home. I decided to stay home because I was on my own with Gavin and didn't want to take him to the hospital and expose him to the germs.
Following that, I went and saw an allergist, who tested me for nut allergies. The results were inconclusive, because I didn't react to the control (that I was supposed to react to) - I didn't react to anything. So, inconclusive. And for the past five years I have avoided all nuts, on the possibility that they may kill me.
And I'm really fucking sick of it.
So I'm about to do a DIY food challenge. I'm dressed, my health card and cell phone in my pocket, and a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup in front of me.
Keep your fingers crossed, my friends. Hopefully in two hours I'll be thinking about the fact that I've avoided nuts for five years, for nothing. Alternately, if that outcome isn't possible, hopefully I'll be in the hospital in two hours, safe and recovering.
AUGHHHHHHHHH SO SCARED. This is going to be so stupid if this is my last post before I died. And if I died for such a stupid damn reason. (Don't worry, you'll find out either way. Worst-case scenario, for years now fenix16 has had my password and instructions to update my journal in the event of my passing.)
Okay, okay. Let's do this thing.
Love you all. Really, truly, I love you all. <3
ETA: 30 minutes later and I'm still alive. The vast majority of reactions are within 30 minutes, although they can occur any time up to 2 hours after ingestion. So I'm not out of the woods yet. But the worst risk is passed and I'M STILL HERE, PUPPIES! (Also, Reese's Cups aren't as good as I remembered. Woe.)
Love you all. (Just in case.)
ETA2: 60 minutes later and I'm still alive.
Love you all. (Still just in case.)
ETA3: 100 minutes later, still alive, no hives or swelling or difficulty breathing. 20 more minutes to go! (I'm not even going to put a "love you" note. OPTIMISM!)
ETA4: Two hours down and no reaction. My friends, I'm back on peanuts. =^.^= Sunday night I'll try the almond challenge, which is somewhat more worrisome (my initial possible-reaction was to almonds, not peanuts) but that's all right. For tonight, I'm just thrilled that I made it through the first one. :) I can stop dreaming about peanut butter now! (Yes, I'd have actual dreams where I was just sitting with a tub of peanut butter, eating it with a spoon. I also dream about pecan pie on a regular basis. I've REALLY missed eating nuts.)