The forgotten allergy
Illustration by Hayden Carkner/The Griff Forever the girl with the peanut allergy When I was in elementary school, there was one thing I never left the house without: my EpiPen. As the kid with the peanut allergy, I remember constantly being toured around the school armed with my EpiPen, securely tucked away in my Barbie fannypack, as teachers and support staff looked for a place I could eat lunch. Sometimes it was the library, other times the in-school suspension room. A few times I even had to leave the school and eat my lunch in a portable. No matter where they put me, it was never in my classroom, and I was almost always alone. But after a few years of solitary lunches, something changed. It started to click with...
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