Longest. Month. Ever.
I came into 2015 with a revived spirit and a new outlook on life. I was going to work smarter, spend more time with Mrs. Dude and the Dudettes and overall be more productive and less stressed. So what happened? I’m now on day 26 of being sick. Like…really sick.
So just for the records, my New Year starts February 1. January was my mulligan.
A few weeks ago, I wrote a blog post centered around an email I received from a 12-year-old with celiac disease. Her spirit and her attitude lifted my spirits and I thought she provided a great example of how we should all look at celiac disease.
Since then, I have been following a few celiac support groups on Facebook. I don’t comment at all…I just like to see what kind of issues my fellow celiacs are dealing with. Lots of great people with legit concerns but I swear, sometimes it’s like being at a “whiners” convention. Or better yet, a “I shouldn’t have taken the risk and eaten that, but I did and now I feel awful” convention.
Every so often, I’m tempted to pipe in and lend some celiac advice, but I remain an outsider instead.
I received another email I received last week from a 12-year-old celiac whose advice many on those support forums should heed. (Note to the person who berated me last week for labeling a child a celiac, instead of calling her a person WITH celiac disease. Lighten up…it’s just how I speak. Boy I get cranky when I’m sick.)
Anyway, the letter is beautifully written and another lesson to all of us adult celiacs how to tackle not only our disease, but life itself. Sometimes it sucks, but it is what it is.
I am 12 years old. I was diagnosed with Celiac in the second grade. I’m now in sixth grade. I have only gotten sick from gluten 5 times in the last 5-6 years. I sometimes wish that I wasn’t gluten free or really actually all the time. Because at parties and gatherings I have to bring all my food. And sometimes I get made fun of…a lot.
I know that people don’t understand Gluten but I mean I don’t understand why some people would try to put other people down because of something that they can’t control. In third grade this girl dared me to eat a roll at school (which wasn’t gluten free) i said no, then she asked why. So I told her it would make me sick. Then she literally tried to put that roll in my mouth.
In 5th grade I was at this place and we were all going to the pool and I asked this girl if I could swim with her and she was like no. The water isn’t gluten free. And she laughed in my face.
I think some people don’t know how hard it is. I mean I know it isn’t cancer but it sure is hard. I haven’t had this certain looking macaroni in like 3 years. But I’m okay with that.
So to all those little kids and adults out there who are sad or upset because other kids make fun of you or just because the fact of Gluten Free is sad already to you, just remember that God gave you this because he has a purpose for you. I hope all Gluten Free people have every meal as your best just because it’s special for you. :) :) :)