So I'm just finishing my second full day being gluten free.
That's 48 hours, people.
I'm amazing. I cannot believe I've survived this ordeal and lived to blog about it. Now I truly know how Tom Hanks felt on Castaway. I've about started calling the faces on cereal boxes, "Wilson."
Some of you have asked why I think I might at least be sensitive to gluten. First of all, it's the newest rage. Just kidding. It's just that more and more people are noticing an intolerance if not a full-blown allergy; I think I read that 15% or 1 in 7 have symptoms related to gluten sensitivity.
I don't normally have the gastro-intestinal symptoms that plague those with Celiac Disease, but the last two times I've had reactions to my weekly allergy shots, both included terrible, doubling-over cramping, which I never do in life, ever. Both times I was at my maximum serum dose, which is two steps lower than the average person's max level. (Translation: allergic to anything made of atoms, including atoms and shadows of atoms.)
Secondly, I have these issues to deal with:
History of Depression
Some strange arthritic symptoms
Ain't I adorable???
Anyway, I have an appointment with my allergist Monday afternoon to discuss this.
But there is one bright light, IF this turns out to be the thing I think it is, on the horizon of my life:
These cookies [chocolate, peanut butter, oatmeal no-bakes] are gluten-free! Why, just my favorite food in the world, that's all!!