My Gluten Free Story

In the past few weeks, I have been to a number of events, all serviced some sort of hors d’oeuvres. 1 event I couldn’t eat a single thing as amazing as they looked and as much as the ladies circled the room with tray after tray. I had to kindly say “No thank you”. Oh, how I wanted one maybe two of each of them but, I just couldn’t. At some point, I think the young lady started to question my nos. What she didn’t realize was I was saving that event from calling me an ambulance and either myself or some random person sticking me with my EpiPen.

At the 2nd event, I saw a table full of things I could eat. Of course on that table there were a few things I couldn’t have but, for the most part, I was able to have it all. Of course, I was offered some things I couldn’t have but it was a whole lot easier to say “No thank you” when there were five other items I could eat.

I have no problem telling people I am gluten free. I have an issue with those that don’t understand or even try. If you don’t know what it means I will explain it, that’s only if you are open to receive it. I don’t think my gluten free lifestyle such lift so many eyebrows.

Being gluten free means not eating all the things I grew up eating. It’s not the easiest adjustment but it’s my adjustment and I do pretty well. Yes! It means no bread, no pizza, no hamburgers. But, on the other hand, it means a healthier me. A better Me! Now I know that a number of the things I have named I can still have and have tried them. For me, I just have to keep exploring and one day I will find my balance till that day happens….my meals are meat, fruit and veggies with some rice pasta from time to time. And for those who don’t understand, before you make an out of place comment, listen and learn something new, it’s good for you.