That’s what happened to my world these past few weeks.
Correction: that’s what happened to my FOOD world.
It has been weeks (or months?) since I last posted, but I guess raising a little one has a way of pushing everything else to the back burner. Add to that, school, holidays, moving, and my own long-awaited blood test results – Well, it is too easy to lose one’s self in this messy life.
At my appointment early July, I sat patiently as the doctor first showed me numbers: > 7 – 10.
Then pointed to another number: 410. Conclusion? Apparently my body really hates gluten. (As a result, my body had not been absorbing iron, despite being on iron pills for 10 months) She told me I have celiac, and to start the gluten-free diet immediately, and sent off referrals to a dietition, as well as for me to get a biopsy done.
But… no gluten..? I’ve already been eating mostly dairy free, because of my dear daughter. But now, gluten? What about cookies? Cakes? Pies? Buns? Beer? Finally, I found myself asking, ” Is this… permanent?” To which the answer was yes.
And three days after this news, we headed on holidays. So, I packed a tote full of fruit, gluten-free bars and tostitos and hoped it would last me the 12+ hours of driving that lay ahead. Every restaurant was checked for a gluten free menu. Even the family we stayed with, researched and planned gluten-free meals for the week. (Bless their hearts!)
My husband is a foodie. So I felt bad that we couldn’t drop in on some trendy cafe or local up-and-coming restaurant. But like all those with celiac or allergies before me, you adjust. You adapt. You find what works and what doesn’t. What restaurants accommodate, and which ones are like 20 years behind still. 😛
For the most part, it’s just fine. (And our holidays were great!) But I know at future social gatherings it will be hard. I mean, I’m that person that hovers around the food! I’d get a minor complex at buffets because I would want to try a bit of everything.
More than anything though, I hope my daughter is not celiac. I’ve heard it’s genetic. ( Do correct me if I’m wrong!) Maybe I fret over trivial things, but I want her to grow up being able to use her great-granny’s recipes; to eat cake and pizza at birthday parties; to eat out and not have to ask for an ingredient list.
All that said, once the days get cooler, I hope to find time to bake again. Get a feel for the gluten-free flours that work, and those that don’t. Because let’s face it, gluten-free cookies from the store generally taste like sawdust! (Thankfully, not all gluten-free bread does! I like the Spiffy brand)
My hope is that I can take this obstacle and turn it into a challenge. Can’t find what I want or crave? Guess I’ll make it! 🙂
Do you have any favorite gluten-free recipes?