Sunday, April 17, 2011

hello, peanuts, the play

Two things:

1) I just want to say hello and welcome to the people who have come here recently and begun reading regularly. I'm looking at my stats and it's so nice to see that the place is getting bookmarked, and people are making themselves cozy in the archives. That's just so grand. I hope you'll pipe up in the comments and tell me about yourselves a little bit. So glad you're here.

2) So I'd mentioned in my last post that I've been rehearsing a play, and I said I was going to talk about it before it opened, but then I didn't. Life intervened in the form of another trip to the hospital for ol' Fred. Goddamn. This time: peanut allergy. He has a peanut allergy, it turns out. Awful. He's fine, but really? Is this necessary? I remember when I was pregnant with Fred and was stuck on bedrest, I'd log on to and read the message boards to kill time. There was one area called something like "Controversies". This was where all the smackdowns occurred. Breastfeeding vs. Formula Feeding. Attachment Parenting vs. Whatever It's Called When You're Not Doing That. Et cetera. And I remember getting sucked into a swirling....can it really have been a debate?...about peanut allergies, and what measures are appropriate and inappropriate to protect the people who have them. Now, I didn't know I had a peanut dog in this fight yet, but I remember being amazed by the contingent that was all, "Waah waah with your fatal allergies. We love peanuts and we should get to eat them everywhere and you should just never leave the house!" I'm pretty sure I piped up, which is always a dumb thing to do when you're pregnant - to enter the fray and voluntarily get all worked up over a message board. But now I do have a dog in this fight. Oh, yes. I do. And that's all I have to say about that.

I digressed again. Damn it. I was going to tell you about the play again, but I don't have time to do it justice. I'm off to go shower and get ready to perform. So here are some links which will have to do the talking for me. And then, then I'll come back and tell you about the process, which is really, really cool.

Here's a preview from The Stranger: Medicated Into Madness.

I'll come back and post reviews later. They've all been great. I'm really proud to be a part of this. Elizabeth is one of my dearest friends and I was there when all of this went down. She's turned that nightmare into artistic gold, and I think it ought to be required viewing for all humans. If you're a health care professional, or someone who ever goes to vist a health care professional, this is for you.

Okay. Off I go.

(I guess that was really three things.)


Bonnie said...

I too have a son with a peanut allergy....gave him a peanut butter sammie at the age of 2, then 10 minutes later had to call an ambulance.....he's 5 now and carries an EpiPen, but has yet to ever have an episode.....shitty isn't it?....and I was such a fan of having peanut butter on my toast

Kathleen said...

Peanuts, schmeanuts. Who needs 'em?

For the record, I've never eaten a peanut butter and jelly sandwich and I survived without them. Yes, people think I'm an alien, but whatever.

I wish you all well with this new challenge. I'm sure it'll involve a lot of label-reading, but whatever it takes.

Anonymous said...

"A peanut dog in this fight" - love.

So sorry about the allergy though. That has to be frightening and upsetting and frustrating all at once.

Anonymous said...

There's controversy to this? Fighting over peanuts.

Cara said...

I think this TED video raises some interesting (and frightening) points. I've often wondered why *so* many more kids have peanut allergies than when I was growing up. I'm trying to find out more and make informed choices, not just do a knee-jerk thing, but it's scary stuff.