Now I don't usually use foul language, but seriously who ever heard of peanuts in Japanese curry? Not me, obviously! Peanut butter is not at all popular in Japan, and aside from a few bar snacks, you rarely see peanuts, period. So, why would it occur to me or any other parent to a kid with a severe peanut allergy to check the label on the Japanese curry?
The good news is that Pink P is fine. The bad news is that even though she complained of CHEST PAINS, I told her to get an ice pack (her panacea of choice, along with the princess bandaids) and sent her to bed. In my defense, Pink P is known for melodrama and overreaction. I can't count how many times we've discussed the story about the boy who cried wolf. Just in case, I gave her an albuterol treatment, thinking she might be headed into an asthma episode.
I did not, however, break out the epipen. Why would I? We don't have any peanuts in the house, and if we did, she knows enough to check with someone before eating anything new. So, instead of keeping her safe, I made her eat the curry, which she doesn't really like anyway, and then sent her to bed without realizing she was having an allergic reaction to it.
Thanks a lot Vermont Curry. Thanks for once again making me feel like the shi**iest mom on the planet. And thanks, too, for setting off all of my panic sensors so I can never let my kid eat anything ever again without being totally paranoid.
**Oh, and consider this your PSA: VERMONT CURRY HAS PEANUTS IN IT.**