#51
Posted: 4/14/05 at 1:12pm
With the muffin, I had no clue I was allergic to it. Yes, I should have stopped when I felt the symptoms, but I denied it b/c I didn't think that it could possibly make me sick.
I'm glad to read that about Bush- it really is so important. I found out some sad news recently about someone I went to college with. He was doing very well, working in NYC (I think in investment banking, but I'm not sure) and went out to eat one night. Apparently, he had a peanut allergy and was not aware that it was in his meal. He tragically died that night. I don't know about all of the circumstances, but this was definitely a tragedy.
I had an experience where I told the waiter I was allergic to ginger and soy (I always begin my ordering with that spiel) and he assured me there was nothing in the salad. This was the same restaurant where we had our engagement party and knew the chefs, waiters, managers, chefs, etc. very well. As I began to eat, I started feeling very sick. Fortunately, I had a benadryl and took it immediately (stopped eating too). My husband and I left and the manager and chef ran over to inform my parents there was ginger in the salad. The waiter seriously f-ed up. They were very lucky that I didn't have to go to a hospital (fortunately, my reaction is not that severe yet, but continual exposure will make it worse). Gotta love incompentence!
I'm glad to read that about Bush- it really is so important. I found out some sad news recently about someone I went to college with. He was doing very well, working in NYC (I think in investment banking, but I'm not sure) and went out to eat one night. Apparently, he had a peanut allergy and was not aware that it was in his meal. He tragically died that night. I don't know about all of the circumstances, but this was definitely a tragedy.
I had an experience where I told the waiter I was allergic to ginger and soy (I always begin my ordering with that spiel) and he assured me there was nothing in the salad. This was the same restaurant where we had our engagement party and knew the chefs, waiters, managers, chefs, etc. very well. As I began to eat, I started feeling very sick. Fortunately, I had a benadryl and took it immediately (stopped eating too). My husband and I left and the manager and chef ran over to inform my parents there was ginger in the salad. The waiter seriously f-ed up. They were very lucky that I didn't have to go to a hospital (fortunately, my reaction is not that severe yet, but continual exposure will make it worse). Gotta love incompentence!