When you have allergies, most of the time you go to a doctor called an allergist.
My allergist is a very nice man, who I have been seeing since I was diagnosed with my allergies when I was a toddler. I go about once a year. Each time they talk to you about your allergies, they ask if you have had any mishaps or reactions in the past year, and they sometimes refer you to get blood work done to monitor your antibody numbers. This is also the place where I had my “food challenges.”

One time when I was there my mom brought up something I had mentioned to her as a joke. I had told her that I wanted to cut up a muffin, with eggs, into super small pieces, and eat it little by little, and maybe over time I would grow a tolerance. I would never actually do that because I know how potentially dangerous It could become, but there’s that one part of me that just really wants to try it. He laughed and said, “We are not cowboys, we don’t do things like that.”
Now I know my method would never really work. It works in infants with products like Ready Set Food!, but because I am 17, and have had my allergy for way too long, it wouldn’t work for me. But I cant lie, some part of me really wants to be a cowboy!
Every time I see a pastry or something with eggs in it, I always think back to this moment. My friends and family always tease me for it. They say “we are not cowboys!” every time I say something about my proposed allergy recovery method.
This joke has gone on for a couple years, and I actually considered wearing a cowboy hat to an allergy appointment, but I thought against it.
Of course, I will never test my method, because I really don’t want to go through having a reaction, but I will definitely always joke about it, and in the back of my mind wonder, what if?
I think its nice to find the fun and silly parts of having an allergy, I even have egg socks that I wear quite often. Maybe I should get some cowboy ones too!











