Ok, not to alarm anyone, but blogging nearly came to a screeching halt again today. Permanently.
Kelsey and I were at the TDA leadership meeting over at the Dinsmore's house. The kids were all swarming poolside while we adults conducted school business. Mary Gliserman, who to my knowledge has never tried to kill anyone before, put out a plate of killer looking cookies.
As I grabbed one, Kelsey asked "Do these have nuts?". Mary said no (I have a nut allergy - yes, ironic, I know...). I began snarfing the cookie down. Fifteen seconds later, Mary said "Uh, it does have peanut butter though."
Spppppppppptfffffft!!! What? Peanut Butter? It should be noted that I am so deathly allergic to peanut butter that I have not actually eaten any since I was a small child. In fact, I don't ever remember eating peanut butter in my life - that's how careful I've been about it.
Kelsey produced a shot of Benadryl from who knows where in 15 seconds flat. My friends gathered around me and prayed. I promise you somone said "Heal him or take him quickly" but never mind. I felt a tingling sensation in my mouth for about 30 minutes, but by then the Benadryl effect had set in (the kind where you get v e r y calm and think everyone else is talking way too quickly and way too much). It and the prayer worked.
Benadryl 1, Peanut Butter 0.