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On again, off again....

I have made an enemy again... wheat.
I found out that I have celiac disease many years ago. I have been eating a gluten free diet for the past about 7 years of my life. It had been hard at times, but after awhile I convinced myself that I didn't miss baked goods and I could live without.
Not long after I learned I was pregnant, I started to get worried about passing on my celiac disease onto my child. So I started to receive prayer that God would heal my intestines and I could eat gluten again. Much to my surprise and delight, I could eat wheat! This was amazing, its like a whole world of food was opened up to me. And I enjoyed every bite of it.
Fast forward to eighteen weeks pregnant.... I got the flu of death (see older post). After surfacing from my week of misery, something still wasn't right. I have continued to be nauseous and vomit quite regularly. This is new to me as the first part of my pregnancy was quite mild.
So, yesterday I went to the midwife. And what does she say??? No more wheat. It's like saying good bye to a great, delicious friend. Apparently most women with wheat issues get better during pregnancy. But because I got the flu of death and celiac disease is an auto-immune disorder, the midwife thinks that it triggered my celiac to come back worse then ever.
At this point, I will try anything to feel better.
And now, a moment of mourning.....
Dear bread, bagels, waffles, crepes, and especially you breaded fried food. You were great, you gave me a warm, comforting food experience that I have not had in a long time. But, you tasted great going down, and not so great coming up. So, I must say farewell. We had a great run. Really, don't feel bad. It's not you....... it's me.

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