Dude Note: I was going to blog today about Dr. Agatston, the South Beach Diet guy. He is on this big media tour and after his embarrassing stint on the Today Show Friday, he continues to spread garbage, but after a lot of anger over the Today Show segment, I thought it would be a good day to spread some love. Remember…love and gratitude is what it’s all about.
This Gluten Free Love Story was lovingly submitted by Amanda
My love story has several different levels to it.
It all started in 2008 when I discovered that I had celiac disease. I was devastated and relieved all in the same moment. I finally had a reason for all the disease I had felt for many years, and yet I was about to embark on a life long journey of restrictions and having to be more than a little careful.
The first night of going entirely gluten free (the day of my scope), I was feeling very sorry for myself and very apprehensive. My husband, Arthur, took on a “no big deal” attitude and started cooking and baking with a fury.
There were so many failures in those early days of trying to figure it all out, but there were also many successes. More importantly, having my husband on board and supporting me 100% made it all okay in a very short period of time.
Fast forward to October 2009 when our daughter dropped from the 85th percentile in weight to the 1st. She was labelled failure to thrive, had no muscle tone and was severely protein deficient. She was 2.
She hadn’t gained weight in more than 10 months (literally not an ounce). After months (close to a year) of my feeling that something wasn’t right, it officially wasn’t. She was diagnosed with celiac in January 2010. The first month she went gluten free she gained 8 ounces – her first weight gain in a year. She’s still tinier than average, and sometimes battles fatigue, but she is no longer failure to thrive, and is a happy gluten free 5 year old.
Fast forward to March 2012. My son had been tested before but now, at 5, we were starting to notice some familiar symptoms. Exhaustion, bloating, sore tummy, bags under the eyes. I opted to get him retested and just after his 6th birthday, his blood test came back glaringly positive. He was scoped in April and officially diagnosed. He went gluten free that day and hasn’t looked back.
We are a family that is 75% celiac. Three of us avoid gluten at all costs and the other supports us like no other. My husband is the grocery shopper – that makes him the label reader, the hunter of new products, the one who doesn’t buy from bulk sections despite it being cheaper. He’s the one that does 50% of the cooking that keeps us safe.
My husband has no allergies at all and yet has embraced our food allergic life as though it were his own.
We survive together as a family and that, really, is love.