coeliac disease – let’s talk about it
i was diagnosed with coeliac disease about 6 years ago, but it goes back a bit further than that, and i’ve been wanting to write about this and my experience and diagnosis for such a long time now. it’s coeliac awareness week this week, so what better time eh? there might be a bit of graphic imagery (in word form) so be aware of that. also, i will warn you that this post is going to be long, and i may go off on tangents.
let’s start at the beginning. it’s vague to me but surely part of the story.
i remember as a young girl not being allowed to eat wheat. i don’t know the what’s and when’s and whatnot. i don’t know if i’d had some reaction or if it was something a doctor suggested or something else. i can’t even remember how long this lasted. i do have one distinct memory of having to eat ryvita instead of bread and being utterly disappointed. though the latter part of my childhood and teens though i seemed to be ‘fine’ with all things wheat (and gluten too i guess).
but late in 2010 i started getting really ill. i had put it down to the stress of moving a few months prior and starting uni, as well as a few other things. but i got constantly more and more fatigued and my stomach always felt bad in one way or another. then, in december i basically spent a whole month on the loo. it was horrible, incredibly stressful and depressing, and so confusing. i remember crying my eyes out on multiple occasions because i was so scared and didn’t know what was wrong with me.