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Woman Develops Peanut Allergy After Lung Transplant
An anonymous reader writes "A woman in need of a lung transplant got her new lungs from someone with a peanut allergy who died of anaphylactic shock. Seven months after the surgery, the woman was at an organ transplant support group when she ate a peanut butter cookie and had a violent allergic reaction. So how had the woman's new lungs brought along a peanut allergy? A blog post dives into the medical details and explains that immune cells in the donated lungs couldn't have lived in the new body for long enough to cause the reaction... however, if they encountered an allergen (i.e. something peanuty) shortly after being transplanted, they could have trained the woman's native immune cells to respond."
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The editors would get a lot more respect if tried just a little to do some editing. They show no journalistic integrity whatsoever.
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Perhaps your kid wasn't meant to live: you know Nature can be damn cruel bitch sometimes.
We didn't have this crap 40 years ago when I went to elementary school, and kids weren't dropping like flies. No one ever heard of a food allergy.
30 MILLION people have to adjust their way of life so one may live (based on the 1/30,000,000 actually having an allergy severe enough to kill them).
There are many more allergies who's fatal response rates are much higher (fish oil, as one poster noted), and we don't accommodate them, so why should we accommodate you? Get in line with your kid's rare allergy.
Great that you know the risks to your kid and all, but really, it is your responsibility to keep them out of danger (consider home schooling or some special school for highly allergic kids), instead of making the rest of the world accommodate you. You knew all the crap that can happen when trying to make another human. You chose to do so anyway (like I did). Deal with the fallout.
The appropriate societal response here is not to make the many bend to the few, but to encourage insurance for the rare risks and establish places of safety where they can be avoided. How about a separate lunch room for the short interval they are actually eating? Damn, wouldn't that encourage them to hurry up so they could play.
If I am not the direct cause of your problem I should not be obliged to help you deal with it.
A three year old might not be wise enough to not share food with a playmate, but a five year old (entering kindergarten) can be taught this. Oh wait! That was way back when I was five years old and my classmates and I were trustworthy enough to walk a mile to and from school each day and help with household chores, like cooking dinner on a shudder hot stove.
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