Sunday, December 30, 2012
Sometimes I tell people what I can and can't eat and they are horrified. "I couldn't live like that!" they declare.
Are you kidding me? Spend three days holding onto the block of cement that takes up the space where your stomach used to be and you'll find out how quickly you can live gluten free. It doesn't take rocket science to realize that the days of pain came from the direct ingestion of the rye bread you had for lunch on Tuesday.
Sometimes when the living facts of this disease get to me and I'm met with a supermarket manager who tells me their stuff is mixed in the aisles I can't help but retort, "Who's bright idea was that?"
Sorry, I've been a (miss) diagnosed Celiac for ten years, but sometimes it still gets me. Usually when I'm tired and cranky. The only thing that keeps me going is the fact that I'm one of the lucky ones. I know about gluten and it's affect on my body. Not all Celiacs are diagnosed. Some are in denial. I'm lucky enough to know where the danger lies. I count that as a blessing.
Here's to a Happy and Healthy, Gluten Free New Year!
Stay well, stay happy.