Remember last week when I wrote about Acceptance with Joy?
I’m really getting to practice accepting change with joy these days…can I share just a minute about some big changes in my life?
Last June and July while the temperatures soared to near-unbearable, I worked nearly round-the-clock on my redecorating my downstairs living space. Days and nights ran into each other as I’d sometimes sleep for just a few hours before getting up at two in the morning to paint. I had lots of energy and loads of enthusiasm for my project. During that time I lost 15 lbs. I’m 49 and menopausal…I do not lose weight without divine intervention. I knew something was amiss. There were some strange pains in my abdomen so I started the long rabbit-trail to find answers. It’s been 12 months, 5 doctors, 5 rounds of blood tests, 8 scans/procedures later and I think I have an answer.
I was diagnosised recently with Celiac Disease. Celiac Disease is an auto immune disease. The Mayo Clinic defines Celiac Disease this way: People with celiac disease who eat foods containing gluten experience an immune reaction in their small intestines, causing damage to the inner surface of the small intestine and an inability to absorb certain nutrients. Over time it’s caused me to have very low iron, which explains why this June there’s no way I could work around the clock on a project…I’m simply too weak and exhausted.
Celiac Disease is so common now days, I read that 1 out of every 133 people will be diagnosised with Celiac. Because of this there are thousands of websites, cookbooks and support groups out there that help with the monumental job of completely changing what you eat. My friend Julie, who also has Celiac, is helping The Husband and I work out the details. (The Husband says he and I are one…if I have to give up gluten he’ll do it too. I love that man.)
Julie went from eating a normal diet to going completely gluten-free with such grace and joy. I want to emulate her attitude. I’ve been doing really well until a few days ago when I had a monumental melt down. I kept thinking: I’ll NEVER again have a Krispy Kreme Donut or a hot out of the oven oatmeal cookie, or bake during the holidays all those recipes that make me feel like home.
I completely understand that I have to turn my focus to what I CAN have. And I’m working on it. Really, I am. But at this moment I’m a tiny bit sad and a whole-lotta overwhelmed with the magnitude of the change. My doctor told me if I even share a toaster with The Husband and get bread crumbs w/ gluten on my gluten free bread my immune system will cause a set back in the healing process… Holy (I-will-miss-my) Cannoli…this is drastic.
So…. this diagnosis along with wanting to spend time with my 3 granddaughters has helped me make the decision to take a blog-break this summer.
If you’re subscribed to the blog I hope you hang with me, I’ll post here and there through the summer months and then when the dust settles and I have my wits about me I’ll see you in the fall…
ps…there’s another granddaughter due in November…that will be FOUR! Four granddaughters 2 and under! The Husband and I are going to spend the summer loving on those babies and learning how to eat gluten free…
Oh, by the way…I’m still counting gifts…
#624-finally finding the doctor who gave a name to what’s ailing me….
~love to you my friends~