A coffee-free Christine

So Tuesday M made us some of the nice Kona coffee I had picked up at BJs. As I was sipping it on the way in, I started to get itchy. All over. Including my tongue. So I stopped at a red light and dumped that delicious, delicious drink into the street.

All day, I felt wheezy and funny. So I decided to stop and get a 50-cent iced coffee. It happened again, and this time I almost broke out in hives. I took two Benadryl and went to bed. Called the allergist the next day, and he wants me to abstain from the java until he can test me (May 5). I'm a mom -- how will I survive? I wonder if it was the Splenda?