Seriously

Sometimes I feel like everything I eat is making me sick. It is so hard to feel good. I thought I had this “gluten thing” figured out but I was wrong. Tonight I had a salad. That I made. What could have made my stomach turn? I don’t feel “glutened” as they call it on celiac.com, but I don’t feel very well. My stomach hurts. I don’t feel like I have been kicked or punched in the stomach (that’s what I read on other sites). I just have a simple stomach ache. But what’s the point of eating gluten-free if I’m just gonna have stomach aches anyways? Honestly. I am so frustrated, like I can’t figure it out. I want to call my doctor that diagnosed me and punch him in the nose. Maybe he is wrong. Maybe I have some other disease that makes the villi in your intestines lie down. Because lets say I do have celiac disease… why do I feel sick still?

The only thing that has changed is the fact that I can actually use the bathroom. Before I was diagnosed it would be days even weeks before I could go. Not weeks but maybe a week and a half. Now, I just eat something my stomach doesn’t care for very much and voila.. potty. Haha that’s funny and TMI. Sorry.
How can I help others if I can’t even help myself? I need to find out if other people went through this stuff when first diagnosed. If it’s true and these are the stages.. then some new celiacs are going to be psyched that I decided to blog this stuff. I just get so aggravated and don’t know what to do. I wish I could read someone else’s blog to know if this is real. Am I going through the stages or not?

I know that in 6 months, I’ll forget the fact that I went through a very emotional stage when I cried over everything. Everything happy that is. (insert story here)So funny. I was stopped in traffic one day and a friend of mine informed me that there was a race going through our city. It was a pre-Boston marathon. But still a marathon. I thought that was great. All those people out there running to raise money for a good cause. I wish I could do that. I have never been able to run. I’ve tried. A couple times actually. Anyways, my point. Sorry, I do that. We sat there for a good 30 minutes cause you can’t stop the marathon runners and I could hear the people clapping. I thought “how sweet”. Then I saw some firefighters out there clapping, supporting the runners. That’s all it took, I lost it. I started to get all choked up and just started to cry. My friend had no idea what my emotions were capable of so he looked at me like I had two heads. I called my mom to inform her that there was a marathon going on and I was crying. I also told her that there were firefighters cheering them on and I thought that was amazing. She laughed at me and asked “Did you really just call me to tell me that you’re crying?”. I sure did, and it was funny. Cause you see, I didn’t just cry. I laughed at the fact that I was so emotional. Every time I cried, I laughed. So you see me with tears (not watery eyes have you) streaming down my face and laughing. Not the kind of.. oh I’m laughing so hard, I’m now crying. Nope, I’m laughing, cause I am so stupid right now for crying. haha funny huh? Hopefully everyone with celiac disease goes through that stage cause its awesome. Back thankfully over. Ready for the next stage.
OK. Gotta run. What the heck am I going to title this?