It’s been a bit of a long haul from then to now, but I’m back, baby. A lot of stuff has happened.
I took a job. I had some health issues. And in the middle of just trying to cope with the day to day grind of life, I fell out of love with cooking.
Developing some serious biological issues with flour contributed heavily to this. it 100% gives me painful gas, it gives me nausea, it gives me heartburn and when I have these three things, I don’t sleep, have 0 energy, and slowly go nuts.
I’ll admit I don’t KNOW if I’m celiac now (so please don’t hate on me for saying I’m intolerant without any specifics). But since I am without any doubt that flour is the culprit of these particular symptoms, I’m not inclined to start eating it just for a scope to find out whether it’s killing my intestines too. I probably should, but I don’t wanna. And I have my doctor’s support on this one too – I didn’t just come to this diagnosis on my own; I spent the better part of a year trying to figure out what the heck was going on with my life.
Believe it or not, I break out in hives from the cold too now. I’ll tell you guys the full story later as I re-warm up to this whole blogging thing. Promise. (OMG how do I internet again?)
Needless to say, when you’re super tired and super busy and you can’t eat anything with flour, it sort of sucks the soul out of food blogging. But I’m feeling better now, I’m sleeping, I’m no longer juggling mad hours and parenting. And then one day a couple weeks ago I saw some people talking about making ice cream, and I discovered I was interested in fooling around with recipes from scratch again. And in my sadly neglected inbox I started seeing nice comments piling up, about how they loved the food or the crazy stories I was telling about things like my Chai Tea Latte powder, because even though I had turned my face away, the internet was still finding my stuff.
Someone said after reading my stuff that they wanted to be my friend. And I realized I wanted to tell my crazy stories again and be those people’s friends. Besides, even if I can’t enjoy making my dill pickle bread anymore, it doesn’t mean I can’t make everything else in the universe. Although I’m seriously not inclined to make my own gluten-free / wheat-free bread, really. I have heard stories.
Healing of all kinds can take its own time, I guess.
Let’s go exploring.
Welcome back! I, too, have wheat/gluten/gliadin sensitivity, but not celiac disease. You can have a blood test to find out! But just avoiding it has made a HUGE difference in my life. It took me a couple of years to figure it out with tests (colonoscopy and endoscopy both twice!) and specialists and it wasn’t fun. Wheat and dairy and I split ways 4 years ago and I’ve never looked back!
Hey Jen! I did actually get the blood test, but it came up negative. That’s when they told me that the celiac blood test wasn’t that great and still recommended the colonoscopy for confirmation. I figured since I knew wheat was the culprit and avoidance was the cure for both, I wasn’t really going to be getting much more out of the process. Avoidance has helped me a lot too. Hurray for no more painful gas?
Yay!
That is all.
Welcome back!