Happy Friday! I want to start doing a feature on Friday’s involving celiac disease and gluten-free life. Tips and tricks, recipes, products, random thoughts about gluten-free, etc. Hopefully I can come up with a more creative title than “Gluten Free Friday,” but we’ll just go with that for now.
Even though I don’t mention it often, living gluten-free is a big part of my life. Unless I’m going out to eat with someone, the topic doesn’t really come up. Also, I hate being a burden on others so I prefer bringing my own food to a social event than asking someone to prepare a special dish (and I’d rather not risk something being contaminated).
Celiac disease is a serious autoimmune disease and something that should not be taken lightly. Obviously there are many reasons why people eat gluten-free but for those of us with celiac, eating gluten-free is not a joke.
That being said, I’d like to
discuss vent about the struggles we celiacs face. Sometimes instead of getting frustrated with people/restaurants/food/gluten, it’s better to laugh about the odd problems we deal with, right?
Not screaming at someone who says they are eating gluten-free to lose weight.
Major eye roll.
Intensely watching the line staff at food counters to see if they change their gloves.
And then asking them to change them if (when) they don’t. Where’s the Food Safety Inspection Department when you need ’em?
Always placing utensils on a napkin because you never know if gluten touched the surface.
I go through more paper towels than necessary. Bounty or bust.
Saying “no” when someone asks for a sip of your drink.
I don’t mean to be rude, but unless you want to brush your teeth right then and there, I can’t share.
Only buying a certain lip gloss brand that you’re sure is GF after spending a half hour on the phone with the company.
I like Red Apple Lipstick because it’s written on the package :) Bobbi Brown is GF too, I confirmed.
Laughing when someone says “the best thing since sliced bread.”
I don’t know about you, but I can think of much better things.
Bringing your own meal to school/work functions.
Because 95% of the time the GF meal (if offered) will be a plain salad.
Having to read labels on EVERYTHING.
And no, we’re not looking at the calories. That salad dressing? Medicine? Marinade? They all need our approval first.
Worrying that the GF dinner someone specially made for you isn’t safe.
I wish I knew the polite way to deal with this. I feel so loved when someone takes the time to make a special meal for me, but I can’t help but think the worst. Any suggestions?
Knowing that you are in the true 1%.
Those billionaires have nothing on us. 1 in 133 = approximately 1%.
But despite all of these “problems” I know that I’m healthier, stronger and happier since my celiac diagnosis. Living gluten-free has changed my life for the better and the way I feel now is worth a thousand #celiacpains.