For all you celiacs out there, have you ever gone through a long stretch where you feel totally fine? Totally fine as in normal. Healthy. Not sick. No brain fog. No stomach aches. No hourly trips to the library. You get the point. And then you find yourself wondering…
Do I still have celiac disease?
Well…I’m in one of those stretches right now. And physically it feels great. But believe it or not, it poses a mental challenge as my mind tends to play tricks with me.
“Maybe I’ve beaten the odds and I’ve healed completely.”
“Maybe I’ll be the first person in history to erase an autoimmune disease.”
“Maybe I can go back to a “normal” lifestyle.”
I know, I know. There is no cure for celiac disease and the only treatment is a life of
pleasure-free gluten-free eating. Believe me, I know.
But as the weeks go on and I find myself without a hint of feeling ill, I seriously start to wonder.
But then reality slaps me in the face. “Snap out of it Dude. You’ve got celiac disease. Don’t you remember how miserable you were? How you never felt right.”
Boy, do I remember.
Actually, the last time I felt this good for this long was one year ago. And the celiac gods got even with me. I ended up getting glutened and spent six months in eternal hell.
Did I get lazy? Did I let my guard down a bit? Did feeling good cloud my judgement? I don’t know. Perhaps.
That’s why celiac can be such a maddening disease. When you’re in a good stretch, you can forget how bad it can be. And then one slip and BOOM!
So yes, you still have celiac disease.
Yes, you must be as diligent as you’ve always been.
And yes, you must remain gluten-free for the rest of your life.
Reality sucks sometimes, doesn’t it?