Excuse me while I have a small rant.
(If you are new here, welcome! You may have heard of my stomping grounds from the Advance for Physical Therapists patient handout on celiac disease, or the MediaPlanet insert on celiac disease in the Chicago Tribune. Thanks for coming by, put up your feet and hang for a moment here.)
Humor me for a moment.
You’re in the doctor’s office. You’ve been through a battery of tests, you feel like doo-doo on a stick. Your hair is falling out, your body aches, and you have no energy. You’re scared to death, because so many of your friends and acquaintances have either been diagnosed with cancer lately, or know someone who has been diagnosed with cancer. You sit, on the hard chair, and you wait for the doctor to enter the room. It seems like an eternity that you are waiting (and depending on the doctor it might be.) You really want to try to read your chart, but they’re slick and have it on the other side of the door.
So you wait. And you wonder.
Am I sick? Is this going to be bad? I know I’m sick, but exactly how sick am I?
And you wait some more, and the worst case scenario in your head keeps getting worse.
Finally the doctor enters the room and shakes your hand. “How’re you feeling?” Just dandy, doc, that’s why I spent 2 hours of my life in your waiting room, and my hair is falling out. But what you really say is “OK. What did the tests say?”
He flips open your chart and rummages through the papers at the front.
“Let’s see here…negative, negative, normal, good, oh wait.”
An eternity passes. Maybe 5 seconds.
“You tested positive for celiac disease.”
What the $%*& is celiac disease? (If you seriously would like more info on that, check out What the Heck is Gluten and What is Celiac Disease?)
If you have a good doctor, this is where they give you solid information, and maybe a referral to a dietitian. If not so good, or just poorly educated, you might just be told to not eat gluten.
I have seen/heard people who are just furious that they are no longer supposed to eat gluten, and have to give up (gasp!) “regular” food.
No, really. Seriously?!?!
Think back. When you were scared spitless in the doctor’s office, and you thought you may be dying-is bread (insert glutinous favorite food of your choice here-pasta, cereal, bagels, etc) really that big of a deal?
No, really. Think about it.
- Do you have to go through chemo?
- Take lots of toxic medications?
- Be on medicine for the rest of your life?
- Be separated from family and friends?
- Do you have to have surgery?
- Do you have to go through physical rehabilitation?
- Are you sentenced to a life of chronic pain?
No? Didn’t think so.
All we have to do is not eat gluten. We have the choice, and the ability, to heal ourselves. A diagnosis of celiac disease can be a blessing in disguise.
It’s all in how you choose to approach it. And yes, it is a choice.
You choose. In the immortal words of Bruce Springsteen, “you gotta learn to live with what you can’t rise above.”
Why just live with it when you can rise above, and let living gluten free enrich your health and your life.
It’s a beautiful “burden.”
You choose. Your perspective on celiac will color every bite of food you take.
Choose to see the huge, wonderful, varied world of naturally gluten free foods. The bounty of meats, poultry, fish, eggs, veggies, fruits, nuts, seeds, oils, etc and so on and so on! Look at what you CAN eat, not what you can’t.
For more reading about my philosophy on living gluten free:
And if you want more, Gluten Free and Fit 101 has a lot more in store, including more ideas for dairy and gluten free protein powders.
If you STILL don’t have enough, get my free nutrition guide.
And that should give you enough reading for a while.
If you STILL want more, or you just want a step by step, simple, checklist approach to cleaning up your diet, check out 7 Quick Start Tips to Living a Healthy Gluten Free Fit Life.
So what’s your choice?
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