Dude note: To help celebrate and promote Celiac Awareness Month, I will be writing 30 blog posts over 30 consecutive days (weekends excluded) with the theme “30 Days of Helping 30 Celiacs”. Each post will be aimed toward helping one specific person or group of people. If you or someone you know needs help, guidance, advice or a shoulder to cry on, please contact me and I will do what I can to help. On the 31st day, you’re on your own. Totally kidding.
Today’s 30 for 30 blog post is for: Monica, who wants her father to get tested for celiac disease, but he refuses.
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As we wrap up what has been another “interesting” celiac awareness month, I will finish with an email from a frustrated celiac. She’s not frustrated with her disease, but with her father’s abject refusal to even get tested.
Here’s her email…
In a word…no.
I’m not sure how old your father is, but I find the older people get, the more stubborn they become, especially when it comes to their health.
I look back at my father and I too wonder if he had celiac disease. But I will tell you this…if he were still around, there is no way in hell he would have gotten tested. And there is nothing I could have said or done that would have persuaded him.
He wasn’t a healthy man…hence his early death. But these are choices he made. Nothing I could say or do would have changed him. And believe me…my brothers and I tried. But the man was bent on destruction in his later years. He made his bed…he sadly had to lie in it.
Look…as much as your heart is in the right place, your father is a big boy. He’s gotta make his own decisions.
Personally, I don’t understand the dilemma.
On the one hand, you could have a serious autoimmune disease that is eating away at your intestines, preventing you from absorbing nutrients, and causing havoc with your entire body.
On the other hand, you can eat bread.
Seriously, I know the disease can be a pain in the ass, but to refuse getting tested for celiac simply because you don’t “want” the disease is just stupid. It’s self-destructive. And it’s selfish.
So that’s my solution…resort to name calling.
Tell him you love him. Tell him you want him around for a lot longer. Drop some celiac facts around him. Sign him up for this blog.
Nagging won’t work. But doing it with love just may break him.
Good luck to both of you.