“But you haven’t officially been diagnosed with Celiac disease, so, you should be fine eating gluten.”
Okay, gather ‘round, kids.
First of all, regardless of what the media tells you, SOME PEOPLE EVEN WITHOUT CELIAC CANNOT EAT GLUTEN.
You know how some people have reactions to things like peanuts, or strawberries, or apples?
Sensitivities, intolerances, and allergies can happen with LITERALLY ANYTHING.
Secondly, and this isn’t the case for everyone, IT WAS MY PERSONAL CHOICE NOT TO BE TESTED FOR CELIAC.
“WTF, STYNA, WHY?! WHY NOT JUST GET THE TEST AND BE DONE WITH IT?!”
There are two main ways to test for Celiac Disease.
The first, and most accurate, is a biopsy of the small intestine.
My anxiety goes through the roof even just thinking about it, and I probably couldn’t bring myself to do a thing like this unless my life literally depended on it (like if they thought I had cancer, or something. And even then, somebody better fucking give me something to calm my ass down, which I would also be anxious over, because the thought of having an allergic reaction to meds also scares the shit out of me.)
The second is a specific blood test.
Which would be fine.
Seriously, poke me with as many needles as you want, I’m used to it.
The catch, aside from the fact that it’s not super accurate, is that you have to have gluten in your system for the test to work.
It would have been lovely if my doctor had suggested doing this test BEFORE he suggested removing gluten from my diet… but he didn’t.
By the time I’d been gluten-free for two months, so many of my complaints were SO MUCH BETTER that I didn’t want to put myself through the agony of introducing it into my diet again, just for clarification of how serious my reaction to gluten is.
I know that it affects me negatively.
So it doesn’t really matter to me whether it’s because of Celiac, or if it’s just an intolerance.
Either way, I wouldn’t start eating it again, so WHAT DIFFERENCE DOES IT MAKE?!
I haven’t purposely consumed gluten in 2.5 years, now. It’s happened on accident a few times, and it was HELL.
Last but not least… why the FUCK is everyone so obsessed with what other people are or are not eating?
Why is it that people feel the need to try to persuade me to eat gluten foods?
Seriously… FUCKING WHY?!
It has absolutely ZERO affect on them.
It’s not like we (people with special diets) expect you to cater to us.
We 100% do not expect that, I promise.
If we want to be sure we can eat something, we will take the proper actions.
We will call ahead to the restaurant, or we will bring our own food to your party.
(And on that note, don’t get pissy with us when we do that. We’re not doing it to be offensive, or “make a scene.” Literally the only reason we’re doing it is so that we can feel safe eating something. Making a scene is the opposite of what we want to do, which is WHY WE TAKE THESE ACTIONS.)