In just over a week I will have been gluten free for one year.
Last night we went out to dinner with some friends that we haven’t seen for ages. Now, they chose the place, which was a local pub, and I phoned the pub a few days ago to make sure they did gluten free food. They reassured me that they did.
Well, on the night it turned out that they actually only had one gluten free dish on the entire menu (out of all the starters, mains and desserts). And I only figured that out after the waitress finally offered me the “allergen menu”. Why she didn’t just give that to me at the beginning I don’t know, but before that appeared she also told me the burgers were gluten free, and the allergen menu indicated that they weren’t. AND she told me she could replace my burger bun for a ciabatta, which is what they did for another “gluten-free girl” that came in before. A ciabatta?????? Last time I checked, ciabattas were made with WHEAT flour, right??
Don’t even get me started on the fact that coeliac disease is NOT an allergy, but an autoimmune condition.
Anyway, I ordered my food and ate it. It was okay (vegetable bubble and squeak, which is made with mashed potato), with egg and spinach. Yeah, not the greatest sounding dish, but I was starving by this point. After eating it my nausea was terrible – really severe. We went home and I was exhausted and went straight to sleep.
This morning I had to get up straight away for the loo. Three times before lunch I had to go, and it was runny and full of mucus – horrible yellow globby stuff. I felt absolutely dreadful until mid-afternoon.
Now, I don’t know for sure that there was gluten in my food, but it was in every other dish so I’m wondering if the one I ate was mislabelled. Or maybe the food was just not great, but the first thing I thought when I was sat on the toilet this morning was That wasn’t a gluten free meal.
Of course then I panicked about the baby and scrabbled around for the doppler to find the heartbeat. It took three whole, agonising minutes before I found it (even using it freaks me out because I’m scared it’s not good for the baby – although I can’t find any evidence to support that – at the moment it’s the lesser of two evils). During which I basically relived the whole episode of not being able to find it last time (which was also over a weekend) and going for a scan afterwards to discover it was gone.
I’m trying not to give too much thought to the fact that the heartbeat sounded fainter today… It could well be my imagination, or I guess he could just be in a different position.
I’ve had accidents before – with soy sauce and once with some “wheat free” crackers that weren’t gluten free (!), but never a reaction like this one.
I have never been so grateful to take my prednisolone as I was this morning. I am hoping that any reaction will be tempered by it and not freak out my unstable immune system.
I have actually been really worried about tapering off the steroid and my body going into overdrive and hurting the pregnancy, so I’ve been reading this book:
It is absolutely brilliant. She explores the science behind inflammation and how diet affects our bodies. She has a 30 day “healing” plan that you can follow, which I’m thinking of doing (she says it’s safe for pregnancy). She is massively anti-gluten and explains how even if you aren’t coeliac it can cause leaky-gut and trigger any one of dozens of autoimmune disorders.
Really compelling (if you’re into science-y diet books like me).
So, all in all, things seem to be okay. I’m still running at anxiety level high because of where I am (bang in the middle time period between two awful miscarriages), but each day is a day closer to the exit.