Crisis Averted

Darrel is deathly allergic to peanuts.  Through all our dating years and married life, we have managed to avoid any peanut incidents--until last night.  I bought a new ice cream to try and we all had some after Family Night.  "Chocolate Seduction" was the flavor and I guess that should have been a clue that this ice cream was hiding something.  It had no nuts in it, just chocolate, chocolate swirls, and fudge sauce, what could be better, right?  As soon as Darrel finished his bowl, the telltale first symptoms of peanut exposure flared up...itchy throat, swelling lips.  He quickly pulled out the carton to check the ingredients and right there in bold print it read: "contains peanuts, milk"  Aw, crud!  In a closer inspection of the listed ingredients, the peanuts turned out to be peanut oil in the fudge sauce.  Now, why they would use peanut oil for this, I can't imagine.  It seems like they wouldn't be sacrificing much flavor with another kind of oil and would at the same time avoid the possible death of one of their customers, but I guess Blue Bunny doesn't see it that way. Darrel quickly took some Benadryl and we waited to see what would happen.  

Poor Spencer and Grace looked quite serious and worried when they realized the gravity of the situation.  After all, their whole life they've been told that we don't have peanut products around Dad because he could die from it.  So we had to assure them that we could get medical help if needed and everything would be O.K.  More waiting.  So far so good.  Darrel's symptoms weren't getting any worse.  We got the kids in bed and I kept getting status updates from Darrel.  By the time we were getting in bed, Darrel's symptoms started to fade and we breathed a sigh of relief.  No E.R. tonight.  Phew!