OK so we are safely back home. We were on the road. I gave the boys each a simply caramel milky way I had purchased as a treat for the trip. Fairly certain I checked the label. I think what happened is that I saw what I expected to see, you know? The egg label was still there, I saw it and moved on. We have not had a definite rxn in 10 years.
THANKFULLY, my ds9 didn't eat his chocolate bar right away and then I pulled it off of him for 10 minutes as a punishment. His peanut numbers are 20x higher than ds11's...off the RAST chart. I don't think he would have been aware of his symptoms, the taste, the sensation...and he would have panicked and it would have been much much worse, esp if I had two sick kids to deal with in the middle of nowhere.
DS11 gobbled his down and then said the last bite didn't taste right. What do you mean? After a few questions, I grabbed the uneaten bar and checked. OMG! it says peanut. We pull off the interstate into a hotel parking lot. He takes 4 kids benadryl stips (he is 115 lbs and 5'5"). His stomach feels funny, briefly complained that his throat felt odd. After 15 minutes of no change either way, we found a hospital 20minutes up the road basically on our route. We headed to the ER and walked the sidewalk there for another 20 minutes. At this point it's nearly an hour, the benadryl has kicked in and he's feeling 99% so we headed toward home.
He was exhausted when we got home...hopefully the benadryl...but now he's eaten and feeling good. It's been 4.5 hrs so I think we're in the clear.