One day, I walked into a class party organized by my son’s teacher. The sight of brightly colored balloons normally evokes feelings of joy. However, as the mother of a child with a latex allergy, the scene was anxiety-inducing. This anxiety quickly escalated to sheer panic when I discovered my son was having a severe anaphylactic reaction. There he was all alone, desperately gasping for air as the color steadily drained from his face.