As I fall apart in tears for someone I never met, I want to send my love and compassion to Reese’s parents, who lost their beautiful girl to party food on May 20th, 2021.

Reese was 13 years old and was about to finish her seventh grade. She ate the food she thought was safe at a cheerleader school party, and she passed after four days of cytokine storm from a nut allergy.

I don’t take even one second for granted that the sleepless nights of research on the microbiome, the emotional pain of closing the doors to social life, the pulling away from school for six years, the massive work to cook from scratch, the money invested in organic food, probiotics, nutritional supplements, biomedical and microbiome testing, have granted my ex-multiple food allergic son the ability to live a more normal life. But allergies to foods as we have experienced can fluctuate and return if insults to the digestive flora come back.

Yesterday as in many other episodes, I was again in tears. I had posted the ingredients in a Boba tea plastic cup I found on my son’s desk. My now new adult son has lost his allergies. Life has gotten a lot of fun for him, and his social life is now strong.

So why the tears?

Socializing involves sharing people’s favorite foods, ideologies, and places to eat and drink. Boba Tea is only one of the favorite places where teens and young adults meet regularly. And my son hangs out to enjoy the Taiwanese billion-dollar franchise’s fructose and processed ingredients drinks. His friends love to meet on this spot.

“Mom, I am exhausted from all the careful warnings; I want to live free from worry,” he said while we discussed the intense anxiety that I cause to him when I send through texting good quality articles and peer-reviewed studies and expand the view of dangerous ingredients in drinks or foods he chooses.

“What is the point of living then if you must be afraid every step of the way?” he intelligently continues to say. “May I prefer to live a shorter but fuller life or a life of constant carefulness and worry?”

Don’t take your freedom from food allergies for granted. And carry your allergy medication always anyway, I said.

So I don’t cause myself a mental and emotional breakdown, I reflect on the idea that I can only share my knowledge and try to explain what the buried research in microbiome and immunology is telling us.

I can only choose to be incredibly annoying to my young adult son and amplify the food labels to bring some awareness, hopefully.

I can only be proactive and become a health influencer to others and advocate for microbiome and environmental health.

But I can not decide neither I want to impose on others what I believe is the truth to food allergies.

So with a broken heart for Resse’s family and the week legs that the idea of my own son’s food allergies ever returning causes, I take some comfort in writing to you into my platform.

Suppose you or your loved one have allergies. Please look under the microbiome research and explore the toxicity the urban processed foods and lifestyle poses in millions of food allergy and chronic illness sufferers.

My deep condolences to all parents and families that have lost a child to food allergies–66105/amp