Sign, Sign, Everywhere a Sign.
It started with some hives. A few here or there, maybe on my arms or a bit on my chest. I never really thought much of it. To be clear, this all happened when I was living in residence at Algonquin College. The reason why I never really thought much of it was the place I was living was less then clean. The carpets seems to be always dusty no matter how many times we vacuumed or dusted, there was permanent grime on the tiled floors and the air quality was less then desirable. I thought it must have been my seasonal allergies or my dust allergy so I bought a dehumidifier and thought I would be done with it. But nope, my hives still came at least three a week. So I opted to start using a new shampoo and conditioner. Still nothing, they were persistent little buggers who would last for hours. Only now they seemed like they were spreading. I told myself it was because i was scratching them non stop. and that's why they were spreading. I was starting to get fed up with these little buggers, I had changed so man aspects of my life and it was not getting any better.
I had never suspected it might be the food I was eating. Prior to going to college, I had contacted the school about the cafe in the residents. I was told it was safe for my peanut and nut allergy that I had nothing to worry about. The meals served in the cafe were mostly basic pastas and meat dishes that I had nothing to really to worry about.
But when I started making notes of everything I did on the days I would get these hives, it always coincided with me eating meals at the cafe. Now, I was starting to get worried, why would they assure me it was safe if it wasn't. When I spoke with the manager of the cafe in residence they told me they don't use any peanuts or nuts or oils. But they containers they use they get from the big cafe on campus. He put me in touch with the manager and I was on my way.
At first it was hard to get to get a straight answer from them at first, but I finally got down to the nitty gritty and realized that the same pans used for the food in my cafe, were being used in various other parts of the cafe containing peanuts and nuts. They weren't being cleaned well enough or something but the residue was effecting me enough to cause the hives.
At first, I was stunned how could such little residue cause such a big reaction. I've always known the dangers of cross contamination, but this took the cake. I should have paid more attention to the signs, and not brushed off the hives as something less serious. Hives are a pretty big sign that something is not right. It took a few months of continuos hives before I took matters into my own hands and found out why. The staff tired to assure me that they would take better precaution with food prep. but I was to scared from the hives to eat at the cafe anymore. I bought some stuff to cook in my own room and said goodbye to the cafe.
I learned a very important lesson that year in college, never ignore a sign. However small or large it is important to recognize when something is wrong.