10.12.2015

It's Not Politically Correct

Would you offer a gin and tonic to a recovering alcoholic?  What about some heroin to a recovering heroine addict?  I don't know too many people who would.  It's frowned upon.  It's not politically correct, aggressive, rude and you are viewed as an enabler.  

Why is it OK to offer, heckle and shame people that refuse food for whatever reason they might have?

If someone is trying to lose weight - LET THEM.
If someone refused a plate of bread and they are allergic to gluten - LET IT GO.
If someone doesn't feel like dessert - DON'T PUSH IT.

If you want to eat a doughnut filled with empty calories, don't do whatever you can to entice me so I eat one too and make you feel better. Despite the fact that the Gluten in the sugar bomb will give me a 4 day asthma attack and bloat me two sizes, sugar is still hard to say no to.  So if I say "No Thanks!" three times I probably mean it. 

For real. 

9.25.2015

3 hours after impact

I can't breathe.
I'm swollen.  Every cell in my body is swollen.
My ankles are three times their normal size.
My calves and ankles itch like they are on fire.
I can't get comfortable.
I can't breathe.
My tummy is bloating and bloating.  I look pregnant.
Gasping for air.

WHY DID I EAT THOSE DAMN WINGS!?!

Tummy is aching.
All my joints are stiffening....
My back itches.
My neck has four chins from inflammation.

Sweating.
Trouble swallowing.
Labored breathing in a recliner.  Seriously?!

OMG.  Omg.

Oh My GAWD!

If I ever had a doubt in my mind about how serious this allergy was, it's clear now.  I get it.  I can never have this crap again.  This is the largest ingestion of gluten I have had since diagnosed and detoxed.  They didn't taste that good to be worth all of this.

NOTHING WILL EVER BE WORTH THIS.  #!&$!#*%&!

I FORGOT!  I frikkin' Forgot!

I will never forget again.  Ever.



O M G!

TERIYAKI CHICKEN WINGS HAVE GLUTEN IN THEM!

MAYDAY!  MAYDAY!!

BLOGGER DOWN!  BLOGGER DOWN!!


9.23.2015

NEW! NEW! NEW! NEW! NEW!

New hair-cut.
New glasses.
New chair.
New car.
New roommate.

All happened in the span of 3 days.

It's difficult for me to convey the amount of joy and stress I experienced in those quick 72 hours.  I struggled to maintain my eating schedule and still am as I reel from all the change.

This week I have two happy hours, a pot luck and a wedding to prepare for and next week a trip to North Dakota.  I have gone from zero to 100 in 1.3 seconds and my feet are still at second five.  

I get in my new wheels and sniff the new car smell.  It calms me down so I don't eat a loaf of bread with a sugar syrup chaser.....

CRIMNEY!

8.29.2015

My Mom

Is pretty damn fabulous.

I'm lucky to have her in my life.

8.28.2015

If I Owned A Restuarant

You would be my special.

 Except I would want you all to myself and I wouldn't want anyone to order you.

Falling

I'm falling off the wagon and I'm running along the side reaching for someone's hand. 

I'm not close enough. 



I have never been close enough.

8.26.2015

PS4 LOVERS OF THE WORLD UNITE!!

I'm officially addicted to my PS4.  I love it and play it way too much.  Perhaps I ate gluten today so I could justify sitting on my butt playing destiny. 

Perhaps....

Today, I had Gluten

For the first time since I started this whole new way of eating I had a moment of weakness and ate gluten. 

About 10 minutes after eating it, my stomach felt bloated and the waist of my pants felt snug.  My eyes started watering and my nose was stuffed up after 20 minutes.  About 6 hours after ingesting the poison I had stomach cramping.

After 8 hours, my pants were so tight I felt very uncomfortable.  My muscles started to ache as if I had exercised for 5 hours straight the night prior and my breathing became labored. My ankles are so swollen my socks left nearly a 1/4" depression.

I'm home now.  Feet up.  Fluid pill taken and I have the next three days before the swelling goes down about why I thought it would be OK to eat something I clearly have issues with. 

It's days like this where I struggle. 

8.18.2015

Inflammation

I still am experiencing reduction of inflammation.  My 8.5" medical bracelet that used to barely fit my wrist 3 weeks ago (and would break open when I bent my wrist) is literally hanging loosely on my wrist for almost an inch.

A frakken INCH!

Gluten Free Bread

Are you kidding me with this C R A P?

Today, I went off the plan from what the nutritionist gave me and thought I was gonna "Cheat". I ordered Chicago style hot dog with a gluten free bun.  It came with chips.
  • The hot dog, was a hot dog.  Meh.
  • The chips, were chips.  Grease and salt.
  • The bun, was a holy nightmare of grossness.  Truly.
It's not like I'm craving bread like crazy because I'm not.  Even so, when this girl wants bread - I want bread!  "Cheating" wasn't worth it because I couldn't even eat it.

Stupid Gluten Free Bread.