elucreh | Entries tagged with life: glutenfree

~ITEM: my favorite former babysitting clients are really just amazingly awesome people. I did not properly appreciate it at the time, but they found me on Facebook and are all joining groups that are pro-human rights and talking about soccer season and I'm all...wow, I bet we could have been friends if I wasn't so incredibly socially handicapped. I'm glad they found me!

~ITEM: it's weird to go to library storytime and only have to watch Jeeves and Wooster; I'm used to having to constantly headcount, chase toddlers out of corners, and watch for pinchy fingers. Also, it's weird being called "one of the moms" but Awkward to say, "They're not mine" so I just sort of smile politely.

~ITEM: I think I'm going to have to cut like a third of the essay I'm writing on feminism and sexuality because it's too friggin personal for my English class; however, I'm thinking I will probably post it publicly on LJ. My life, so logical.

~ITEM: I really wish I could figure out why I am so damn TIRED all the time lately. It's ridiculous.

~ITEM: coarse-ground cornmeal is NOT AT ALL what I should have used for cornbread. *sigh*

~ITEM: Greta wanted to write something POWERFUL and POP, but NOT OVERLY SENTIMENTAL. I adore her darling FACE and her IDEA OF FEMININITY and basically EVERYTHING ABOUT HER. Not that any of you are surprised about that. (But now I want to hunt down her new boys' former bands' music.)

~ Spent most of the day at MusicalGal's, chatting with her, playing with her puppy/dog, and cooking eggs

~While there, asked her to talk me through setting up a Facebook account. I am tired of hearing about people's engagements/babies/lifechanging career moments thirdhand, four weeks later. Heaven only knows how likely I am to check it, but there. Facebook. I has it. *pokes it suspiciously*

~Also while there, FELT THE BABY KICK ME HELLO. Hi, Chord! You exist!

~Took MiddleBro out for dinner/movie, as arranged (I am bribing him to come help me move Talkative tomorrow because we have only one person with actual muscle tone.)

~In a fenderbender. Completely not my fault--the guy slammed his breaks, it was slick. However, A) I got ticketed, which will hurt my insurance rates and seriously damage my prospects of getting a good nanny job (damndamndamndamndamndamnDAMN) and B) I think I bruised a kidney. Seriously.

~Chile's has severely downsized their glutenfree menu, including removing my comfort soup. Grrr.

~Saw Percy Jackson. I've never read the books, but I WILL NOW. That was much, MUCH more awesome than it had any right to be. The satyr made the whole film.

I don't make bread very often, seeing as how it has no preservatives and it is just me eating it. The mold generally arrives when I am halfway through a loaf, which is just shockingly wasteful.

But when I do, mmmmm. I always forget how much I miss it.

Also, I would like to note a) that I thought everyone was lying to me about how I needed gloves and long johns just to walk around campus, because so far the weather has been cold but not ridiculously cold, and b) that they so were not.

Jeez. I think my fingers were starting to be frostbitten in the ten-minute walk from the parking garage to my class.

I made some cupcakes from a gluten-free mix, and discovered the leftovers just now as I was cleaning out the cupboards. They're still pretty good.

The scary part? I made them six weeks ago.

Can you imagine the chemicals that must be in there?

Do any of you know Bells Are Ringing? The song "I'm in Love with a Man on the Telephone"?

I'm totally writing a parody called "I'm in Love with a Box that Kneads Bread Dough" so I can sing it when I wake up in the morning to warm, fresh, delicious bread.

LIKE I DID THIS MORNING. THAT'S RIGHT.

The box fixes EVERYTHING.

I would like to write an ode to my breadmaker.

However, I am too busy actually enjoying my egg salad sandwich for the first time since I went off gluten.

BREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEAAAAADDDD. *nomnomnomnomnomnom*

AND THEN THEY SENT ME HOME WITHOUT DOING ANYTHING.

Seriously.

So mad I could spit.

I missed a class I really can't afford to miss, took time off work, dealt with five insane phone calls yesterday as they tried to get some kind of idea what the hell they were doing (at which they clearly failed), waited FOUR HOURS to be taken into the procedure room, and was told:

Oh. Right. You had incorrect information on preparing for this test, which it was our job to inform you about. We can't do it on you.

NOT ONLY that--which would have been plenty--the doctor was ill-informed and patronizing. His information was based on a disease he still called sprew, which had no connection to the nervous system. His information on the accuracy of the blood test was supremely out of date. He told me it was placebo effect. (Hello? Like we haven't tried three other methods, each of them FAR MORE likely to have a placebo effect, if that was all it was.) He was all, you're depressed because you're stressed. This leads to sleep loss which leads to IBS. Decrease the stress in your life and you'll be fine!

My mother suggested we egg his office.

Anybody want to come to the grocery store with me?

My head is too fuzzy to concentrate on a book or the podfics I have on my ipod, but I am SO BORED.

I have been waiting three hours for them to come do my procedure.

It took two to get into the prep room, five minutes to get me prepped, and it was to be ten minutes til they were ready for me.
Hah.

But the meds are dripping into me from an IV and I can't quite foucs on narrative...this has taken me--yeesh fiftteen minutes to type.

Stupid backward planet.

Stupid hospital

Stupid drugs

No really I feel stupider

For this I missed the class I actually like?

So this morning I went off my gluten-free diet, as per doctor's orders. I had toast (real toast!) and Raisin Nut Bran and for a midmorning snack I ate one of the brownies my babysat kid and I made.

Now I'm experiencing my first dizzy spell since I went off gluten. Coincidence hah. I'd already practically forgotten what it was like to feel this crappy. Dude, it's a pain, and I'm definitely not denying that I miss real bread and pizza and pasta I don't have to rinse seven times, but omg going without is worth it.

Sadly, I have to keep up the feeling-crappy bit for another week and a half. On the plus side, wedding cake!

P.S.

shihadchick, you will catch me when the combination of gluten and agoraphobia and Spencer Smith drumming his little heart out make me fall over on Wednesday, won't you?

ETA: To clarify, for those of you just joining us (and I swear, a getting-to-know-me post is forthcoming) for about fifteen months I've been having random, unexplained, crippling dizzy spells. Widespread testing has mainly proved that doctors are completely unable to explain them. It's been worrying a lot of people.

Someone else's post on health reminded me that I need to update all of you on mine.

The best part of the news is that we may have an answer. I was out to dinner with MusicalGirl and some friends, discussing my health problems, and she pointed out that many of my problems are like her problems before she was diagnosed with and began to treat Celiac's disease. It's in my family, and often associated with fibromialgia, which I get from the other side of my genetics. Get this, it explains:

*Mild allergic reactions, especially to nutritious foods like fruits and vegetables (I'm allergic to carrots, but not chocolate)
*Depression
*Anxiety
*Sleeping problems
*Digestional issues
*Joint pain
*Worse symptoms when stressed (hint: I have been getting dizzy under stress, which is why we thought it was panic attacks)

It affects the absorption of nutrients, which may well explain even the mysterious dizziness, if my blood wasn't getting the right stuff to my head. I've been experiencing all of those symptoms for what feels like forever.

The doctor took some of my blood, but--a first for my doctor, but possibly he didn't want to look like he dismisses all of his patients' concerns in front of the med student following him--admitted that it looked like I might have it, and said he would authorize further testing if the unreliable test didn't work out!

It's a hassle, if it's true--watching MusicalGirl change her diet gave me a small idea of how huge a change it would be--but...answer. SOLVABLE problem, instead of mumbo-jumbo that translates to, "we have no idea, and we can't fix it." This is just...this is a blessing from the gods, if it's true.

Also, I have been taking a natural sleep aid recommended by a friend of my mother, which I cannot praise too highly. You've no idea how much difference just three nights containing seven hours' sleep has made to how I feel, how much patience I have, my ability to focus and to tolerate. If I can keep up this pattern, I can't even imagine how much better my whole life will feel, with or without other answers to my problems.

SLEEP. Not drugged sleep, which usually makes me feel worse; not troubled, snatched sleep, which is insufficient; not coma-like exhausted sleep lasting fourteen hours which a) is hard to get when you never have more than ten to yourself and b) is like an overdose and is limited in usefulness. Just ordinary, everyday sleep that keeps me from snapping at children and lets me write my school papers without wanting to stab the books.

SLEEP IS THE BEST STUFF IN THE WORLD.

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