Thursday, November 21, 2013
My gluten journey
I asked my doctor about it, thinking maybe it was some crazy post-partum thing, but she had no idea. It would sort of come and go and wouldn't be as bad after a few months. So I didn't really investigate it too deeply, I was too busy taking care of babies. And I should add, my whole life my hands have been really weak. Like "invite someone over for dinner cause it's all cooked and I can't get the pasta sauce open" weak.
Another thing. I have always had headaches. Often. I thought it was normal. Even up to a few months ago I thought it was normal. Sometimes they were migraine like, most of the time just dull and constant. So I saw a billboard a couple months ago that basically said "Headaches are not normal" and it was an adv for something...I don't even know what. But it got me thinking.
Add in that most of my life I have had to use dandruff shampoos, but not for dandruff...they were just the only shampoos that would help heal up these soars I used to get in my hair line.
And of course...GI issues. But I've already probably over shared.
So multiple things, kind of unassociated and never super horrible. I just never connected the dots.
My friend, Whitney. She shared in our bible study why she was going Gluten Free (a doctors recommendation) and I am not kidding...she described me.
Of course I am a slow study. I didn't do anything about it. But I did kind of lose my mind regarding my inability to lose the baby weight and so I implored my sister (who is a food freak) to get me on a food plan that would help me reach my goals. She didn't tell me to go Gluten Free, but the diet basically cut like 90% of gluteny items out of my eating.
And my hands quit hurting.
And my headaches were mostly gone.
And my hair line healed and I didn't have to use chemical shampoo.
And my stomach didn't hurt constantly.
I connected the dots. But I guess I am still a slow learner...and I wasn't totally convinced. So once I lost weight. I went back to eating like I had before (smaller portions, I didn't gain back the weight!).
And my hands hurt.
And I had headaches.
And the sores returned.
And my stomach....ug.
I reached a really low low when my hands were hurting so bad that I thought I had Arthritis. And they were visibly swollen and my whole body felt like an old woman when I'd get out of bed in the mornings. I couldn't do my kids car seat buckles. I was hurting so much.
And finally, I pushed past every excuse and bit of disbelief.
This was only a couple weeks ago. I have been off of gluten totally for a little over a week.
I feel vulnerable. I feel scared to eat. I feel uneducated. I feel mad at my body. I feel relieved to know what is going on. It is a mixed bag of emotions...on top of being a physical issue.
I am giving away the gluten foods in my cupboards, I am cooking it up and serving it to people who don't have my problems, I donated crackers to a non-profit. I have let the kids have loads of snacks. Which I will not be replacing. I think they will benefit from a low-zero gluten existence as well. And I just don't want gluten in my house cause A. self control and B. scared of accidentally grabbing something with gluten in a thoughtless moment.
After only a week of being totally off, my hands work again. I think the headaches, the sores and the stomach stuff I could probably sort of live with...but I need my hands. I am hoping after being off of gluten even longer, they will stop clicking too...the pain is gone at least.
So that's my gluten story. It's weird. I never really thought it would be me. But it is. So now, a new way of living and eating is mandatory and welcomed in many ways as well.
Thanks for reading all of this (if you actually did! ha!) If you are also dealing with this, please tell me...I need to know who to bug when I have questions.
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