Nothing short of a roller coaster ride

The title just about sums this post up.
I have been M.I.A. the past few weeks with more reasons than I can count on my fingers.

FODMAP diet? Basically went down the drain. I tried so hard to stay dedicated, but just like everything, I gave up.
I am in the process of starting small again. I am on day 1 of being gluten free(which is one of the most important steps due to my recent diagnosis of celiac disease). It isn't easy. It's actually quite hard-especially when your favorite foods consist of chicken tenders and everything fried. But what can I say, I am trying and will continue to do so. Anyone have any tips?

I spent two days in the past two weeks in the hospital-one for constipation-I didn't really need to go to the ER but my doctor suggested to do so to make sure I wasn't obstructed and the second for not being able to breathe. When I checked in my oxygen levels had gone down to 83%.

What did I learn from this? It is going to be a cruel death when it comes time to kick the bucket.
I know, I know, I shouldn't think like that. But when you literally feel like your drowning and can't find air, it is an unpleasant feeling. Luckily after oxygen and 4 days of sleeping, I am finally feeling a bit better.

Yesterday I had a gastric emptying study. I have yet again lost the ability to want to consume scrambled eggs. I don't know how they manage to make them so unappetizing, but just the smell of them is enough to make me want to vom.
Luckily, I was able to keep them down and will hopefully get my results next week when I visit my GI doctor.

Life has been super busy.
It makes me wonder if I will ever have time in my life to do things important to me like take a nice vacation, get married, maybe even have a baby.

But for now I can only take life one day at a time.

One week in the bag!

I am writing today on a very positive note.
I successfully made it one week without ANY gluten!

That wasn't without temptation.
I had to watch my boyfriend eat a delicious cake, my friends drink beer, and the temptations at work were unbelievable.

But after a week, I made it through.
The cravings are slowly going away and I am starting to feel like a normal human being again.
I don't expect to automatically feel better after a week, especially since I have had some major dairy slips, but I am feeling improvement.

I wake up feeling alert and go to bed never feeling overly tired.
I feel energized and active to the point where I was able to stop relying on caffeine.

So will I stick with it this time?
It's very much possible. The change may be worth giving up the nuggets and doughnuts.


On a side note-I had what was supposed to be my final ultrasound on Monday before I was to be given a surgery date. I've called the doctor's twice to receive the results and I am still waiting. It makes me nervous, but I know there is nothing else left for me to do except for wait.

That's all for now,
xxoxox