Yesterday was an interesting day.

I discovered that I am allergic to passion fruit.

How could I have lived the entirety of my life on this planet and not known that I was allergic to passion fruit? Apparently I had never had passion fruit before. I was sitting there, drinking a glass of passion fruit juice (nothing else aside from water was in it and I’m fairly certain I am not allergic to water as I would be dead), and suddenly my mouth started to burn like fire. My throat started to itch and I started to talk funny. I think my throat swelled shut just slightly because I was having trouble breathing. But, it wasn’t serious enough that I couldn’t go out and buy beer, eggs, drain-o and benadryl.

Benadryl was there to save me. Good ol’ diphenhydramine. Look at it, isn’t it a cute little life saving molecule?

Anyway, this makes two things that I know I am allergic to: palm and passion fruit. Because of the palm allergy, there are many antibiotics I can’t take because palm is a common base used in pills. Being allergic to palm sucks. Think of all the places I can’t live for fear of death … or worse yet, a permanent case of hives. Anyway, apparently I was never meant to be a tropical person. My people are desert people and I am coming to understand that more and more.

Posted by Utopia at December 21, 2006 08:27 AM

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