(In which I discuss Food Problems yet again.)
Dear Readers, you will remember that I am allergic to so many foods that I keep a spreadsheet.
The one good thing about being unexpectedly pregnant - aside from a cute baby who may eventually turn into a darling child, of course - is that some of the allergic nonsense has turned itself down a bit. For example, I ate some canned apricots and was okay! (Then I ate the rest of the can of apricots and I was less okay, but I feel that was my own failure in judgment.)
However, this weekend I ate a small serving of something with tapioca starch in it (one of the things to which I'd had less-severe reactions - not the ones that make me wheeze and have trouble breathing; that seemed ill-advised.) And I was very much NOT OKAY. My hope that this will all disappear is apparently premature.
(House work is boring. Getting trees taken out is boring. Talking about jobs is inadvisable. I am still pregnant. The end.)