I have been "clean" for just over a year now. That means that I have not allowed anything with wheat into my mouth if I can help it. It means that I read all labels. My whole family reads labels. My church family reads labels. If the label reads gluten free everyone smiles when I am around.
I am kind of quoting when I say this but: when you go through something new or difficult you find things out about yourself that you never would have otherwise. I am learning that most people are much kinder and more sensitive with me that I had ever been with/about others who have allergies. Secondly, I am learning that this lesson carries over into all areas of my life and practice. Judge not, means a lot more to me now.
For the most part, living clean is much easier than I thought it would be. There are many substitutes for flour and I do not miss bread that much anyway. Eating at home, gluten free, turns out to be more healthy for me and everyone else, too. Most whole foods other than wheat are legal: beans, rice, corn, oatmeal, meats as long as they are not too processed, vegetables, fruit, and dairy. Who needs anything else? So it is easy... at home.
I miss pizza, though. Oh yes, we tried rice flour crust, but let's just say that pizza on rice flour crust is not pizza anymore. So when it's pizza night around here, I skip and eat desert for both courses. :) Is that too much ice cream?
One hard part about a wheat allergy is that even the smell of bread is bad now. We have stopped making our own homemade bread because too much flour in the air offers me a significant reaction. (Never mind the details of my style of reaction.) And the other hard part is that fast food restaurants have wheat in most of their menu items. So I stick to ice cream in those places too, unless we are at McDonald's. Even their ice cream has wheat in it. Odd!
So the longer I have been clean the better I feel in general. I can work all day and still have energy left over. Bike riding for miles is wonderful. Health is a gift from God for which I am truly thankful. He gets all the glory for bringing me through.
Just this week, I blew it. After perfect health for months I had a couple days of going back to the old exhaustion. My gluten free flour became tainted with the wheat flour being in the same cabinet. How dumb was that?! So I am still learning to be careful and clean.
Most of all, I want to thank each of you in my life who has been helpful and kind to me while I learned my lessons of life this past year. My first thanks goes to God and next to my dear husband who watches out for me in every way he can that I am getting safe food. He even checks the labels on the chocolates he brings me regularly. Thanks to you too, especially, Dorothy, for your encouragement and good ideas and recipe education and research for me and others that you know.