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Well, kiddos, I've been doing the low-gluten lifestyle for some amount of time now and I've gotta say, I feel better. I feel so monumentally better that I can't even describe the feeling. When you've lived your life with a constant stomach ache of some kind, it's incredible when that ache is gone. The drastic difference of knowing a feeling you didn't even know existed is utterly indescribable.
Not only that, my body seems to be even more protective of that feeling now. It's like my body has been to the most beautiful place on earth and won't go back to boring suburbia. When I accidentally get a bit of gluten, my body is like, WAIT A SECOND! WE DON'T LIKE THAT ONE BIT!
Apparently my body speaks in the plural. Maybe I'm counting all my organs as independent entities.
Anyway, there's no way I'm completely gluten free. For one, I'm just learning how to be diligent and check every thing. At least I'm used to checking labels because of my life-long soy allergy (which evidently is really common for those with gluten sensitivities.), but I've yet to train my brain on just how much food probably has gluten.
But I've taken it out significantly. I've yet to find a bread I like and I didn't love gluten free pizza. But I did find english muffins I like and I made little pizzas with those that were delicious. So I make do. I've found lots of healthy (and no so healthy, because I do love some junk food) alternatives and have been pretty happy thus far.
Someone balked the other day because I made quinoa pasta mac n cheese with velveeta. Let me just say that eating quinoa doesn't make me some super health nut or anything. Quinoa is not only gluten free, but so much tastier than wheat pasta (I had no idea!), but mama still loves her some creamy cheesy mac, so adding velveeta isn't the end of the world. I don't expect to become a health nut (not that there's anything wrong with thaaaat) simply because I'm now gluten free (or low gluten or whatever).
I've been stoked to discover plenty of my fave junk foods don't have gluten: Cool Ranch Doritos, Snickers, and Cherry Garcia Fro Yo are all gluten free. I do miss Cheez-its and cheeseburgers (because lettuce wraps just don't cut it), but when and if I visit California, I will have to sacrifice my digestive system and get a Double Double. It's worth it.
Anyways, between my stomach's new found happiness and my new birth control that lets me skip my horrendous periods, my quality of life just improved by about a thousand.
Now if only I could skip days like Mother's Day and/or a secret rich relative would die and leave me a fortune, I might die of happiness. Just kidding. Or am I?
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