Fancy meeting you here. No, I wasn't, uh, avoiding you or anything.
Except I sort of was.
I try to treat this blog as a humorous way to chart my path through this gluten-free lifestyle. I know, sometimes it's a little Suzy Sunshine-y, all sparkly with reviews of delicious food and fun products. But the truth is, some days celiac sucks, this lifestyle sucks, and I don't feel like pretending it doesn't.
I don't feel like being funny right now. I feel like being furious. Or frustrated. Or overwhelmed. Funny doesn't really fit in there.
I haven't been glutened. Physically, I feel fine. A little tired, but other than that, pretty darn good. I do feel like I've been emotionally glutened, though.
Not sure what triggered this onslaught of self-pity, but I think it started after my trip to the nutritionist last week. Essentially she told me that she thinks I need to start repairing what she believes is Leaky Gut, and the diet for that is pretty ridiculous. It makes a straight-up just gluten-free diet look like a (GF) cakewalk. Seriously, we are talking eliminating just about all grains, plus sugar and caffeine, as well as dairy (which I have mostly cut out already), soy, corn, nightshades (things like tomatoes, peppers, eggplant, potatoes) and acidic fruits. Oh, and nuts. And legumes. WTH am I supposed to eat? The nutritionist suggested I look for veggies I've never had, like kohlrabi, and while I am not entirely sure what it is, it sounds exotic and expensive, two things that don't put it in my favor. Plus this "treatment plan" comes with the added bonus of having something called medical food powder that I have to choke down twice a day. It has the smell of goldfish food flakes, and tastes pretty much like I imagine the insides of my dad's work boots do.
I have an appointment tomorrow afternoon with my GI specialist, who I refer to as my fairy godmother, to see if all this is really necessary. If it is, I have a long road ahead of me.
Anyway, I know it's a bit whiny, and I promise to reach through the Internet and slap the first person who tells me "yeah, but at least you don't have (fill in the blank with horrifying illness)." But I just wanted to let everyone know why I've been pretty much AWOL except for Thursdays for the past few weeks. I don't want to bring everyone down, so I was prescribing to the school of thought where if I didn't have anything nice to say, I just shut the heck up. Hopefully soon we'll get this straightened out. In the mean time, I have to go look up what kohlrabi is.