Not even a fiery blog post.
The soy yogurt folks called us back. No, there is no wheat, rye, barley, spelt, kiwi, egg, coconut, banana or flaxseed in the yogurt that the Toddles ate. No, they won't tell me what vegetable or fruit juices, natural flavors or glucose sources they use in the yogurt, though they will answer a specific, yes/no question. And no, they can't tell me about cross contamination from other yogurts that do have some of the allergens I'd listed. In other words, the chances that a known allergen caused this is now fairly low, and while cross-contamination could have caused the reaction, we'll never know. So, either it was cross-contamination or a new allergen. But which? The yogurt people politely and unemotionally declined to help.
So, we have nothing. No answers, no explanations. I remember a time when this would have had me raging, furious, but curiously I'm not angry. Mostly, I'm tired. I'm tired of allergies, of trying to defend my children without offending others. I'm only half successful at it, anyway, as a group of irked parents proved at the end of the school year. Oh, well. A few weeks ago, this cut into me badly, but now I can't be bothered letting the emotion touch me. Bah.
I think this is what they call 'resignation,' although it's odd to see it sitting so calmly in my psyche.
And the yogurt people? Well, I could be angry that they aren't telling me what I need to know to keep my child safe, but what for? They aren't here to keep my kid safe, they're more interested in turning a profit. So, the Toddles' safety is interesting to them only as a legal or PR issue. Given that they have no legal obligations to me here and the Toddles is fine, they don't need to play ball with me. So they tell me nothing more than they need to, and I'm left no wiser than before.
Can the allergists help us? The only idea they can offer is that the Toddles might have a rare, rare, rare allergy to blueberries. Typically, I can think through the child's eating habits and form an opinion, but I truly don't know. I can see how privileged we've been, where allergies are concerned. Many families are forced to wait months before seeing an allergist, and we've never done that. I've always had too much information at my fingertips, rather than passively waiting for answers from doctors. This lack of knowledge, of forward momentum feels odd.
I dislike this. If I weren't so body and spirit tired, I think I'd be scared and angry. But right now, I'm just going to do a final read-through, send off my article and go to sleep. With, mind you, a small and slightly itchy person curled next to me.
I might have a worrying bupkis where this latest allergy is concerned, but at least I'll have a by-line. And a chance to start in on that long, long list of things To Do.
In other news, these nice folks won the Ideablob monthly contest for a great business idea. I voted for them with enthusiasm, and you can read about the contest and how it works here.