She Traded My Medicine for Candy

My wife, Ella, never believed I was allergic to penicillin.

She thought I was being dramatic, playing the victim for the last two years. So, she took matters into her own hands. She secretly added penicillin to my IV drip at home, telling herself it was time to "cure" my attention-seeking behavior once and for all.

By the time I finished the infusion and made it back home, angry red hives covered my skin, and my throat began to tighten, swelling shut.

I reached for my prescription allergy pills, but when I popped the cap, nothing fell out but a handful of M&Ms.