Thursday February 11th, 2016
Today I'm writing because I know how discouraging this road can be. I know it, because I live it, every single day of my life.
Case in point: two days ago I accidentally drank my hubby's tea with delicious cow's milk in it. He noticed before I did (I just thought I was having the cuppa ever) and we swapped after I'd had about a third of the cup.
My immediate reaction was panic.
Damn milk, damn my gut, damn everything! I didn't know if I should let it ride or throw up. Then it occurred to me that I hadn't attempted any additions in a long time, so maybe it was time to try milk.
Then, I waited.
I had no reaction whatsoever that day, or all of yesterday. I thought well this is good! I can try milk for real now! So this morning I put cow's milk in my tea, and drank the whole cuppa. There was maybe a 16th of a cup of milk in it, probably closer to a couple of tablespoons. The reaction was swift and certain: I got bloated and felt the "brick wall" go up in my digestive tract.
Damn milk, damn my gut. Still a no-go for moo juice.
I say the damns because just recently I have been craving cheese terribly, and have been tempted to put it into my mouth. Just to taste! I miss that. If I can't have milk, I can't have cheese, duh. Which puts me back in the ol' holding pattern.
I feel you, I really do! Know that you are not alone. You and your gut, me and my gut - we are all in this together. Be patient, wait it out, allow your gut to heal, etc. In the long run it will be worthwhile, in the short term it's a massive pain in the patootey.