I have been blessed in my life so far to be pretty much food allergy free. Thank goodness because I eat like a grade schooler. My favorite foods are pizza, mac n cheese, grilled cheese, those old school cheap-o fruit snacks, peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, and the like.
That's not to say I don't have more "sophisticated" tastes as well. I'm all about the salmon, chicken marsala, and other "adult" foods. I assume they are adult foods because kids eat things like fish sticks not grown-up salmon. Right?
And I must admit that since high school I haven't done that well with fried foods in restaurants much to the dismay of my food loving friend, Beth. But other than that I could eat pretty much anything.
However... bum, bum, BUM!.... over the last couple months, things have changed. After eating (so most of the time) I have had stomach cramps and felt just not that great. I mean, it has been to the point where I don't want to eat things. Not even brownies. And that is a travesty!
So, I finally, after much procrastinating, dragging of my feet, complaining to friends who convince me to make a doctor's appointment only to hear a week later that I still haven't called, made the appointment.
And, horror of horrors, the doctor took dairy out of my diet for TWO WHOLE WEEKS! Do you know how hard it is for a girl who has a glass of milk a day, loves cheese, ice cream, cheesecake, cupcakes, cookies, lasagna, not to mention the above mentioned mac n cheese, grilled cheese, pizza, and generally anything with milk and cheese in it, to give up dairy completely for TWO WHOLE WEEKS!?!
Do you know how many products have milk in them? A lot! Pretty much everything! Bread, a lot of dry cereals, pancakes, mashed potatoes, butter, pizza, mac n cheese, all the other foods I mentioned before. So this has been pretty hard on me because I love food. I mean, I LOVE food. Sometimes one of the lady's at work and I will just sit there and talk about food. It's been very hard giving it up.
Needless to say, I've cheated a couple of times. I mean, how much can a couple slices of pizza bother me, right? The answer, a lot more than I realized. While I've been on this two week non-dairy clense, I have been feeling better (most of the time). So when I decided to partake in the cheesy goodness that is pizza I felt glorious and vindicated. Take that non-dairy diet! I'll eat whatever I want! Until two hours later when I was rolling around on the floor clutching my stomach in agony. And that was only a slight exagerattion. I wasn't rolling on the floor. I was in the chair.
Anyway, yesterday I had my follow-up appointment to see how this new boring food diet was going. And since there were still times when I was on my non-dairy diet (and I really wasn't even cheating) that I still got/felt sick/bad/uncomfortable my doctor decided to take some of my blood (and it wasn't even a hot vampire taking my blood, just a middle-aged lady) and do a celiac test to see if I have a gluten allergy.
She's apparently going to try different diet changing means and blood tests on me before she tries "more invasive" tests. I'll let you just imagine what that all entails.
But, on the upside, for Thanksgiving my doctor wants me to try to take some imodium before eating a meal that would usually give me problems to see if it helps to alleviate some or all of the issues. So, on doctor's orders, I must eat mashed potatoes, pumpkin pie, and other foods that have dairy in them. And that's what I'm thankful for this year.
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