But I found out the hard way, when I got my very first ambulance ride to the hospital with my one year old baby.
And I am the LAST one to buy into all of these new fangled syndromes and diseases. I wish someone would figure out the cause, cause now I have to carry around epinephrine everywhere we go, in case my kid tries to die on me. Nice, huh?
Imagine . . .school lunches, birthday party snacks, trick or treating, any little slip could kill her.
I still obviously don't deal with it well.
What is she allergic to?