So it happened. I fell off the band wagon. I gave in to peer pressure. And I also learned a big lesson.
Being diagnosed with celiac disease over a month ago hasn’t been easy. The other day one of my friends had a birthday party for her son. So of course I went and ate before I arrived, just in case there wasn’t any gluten free food options.
While I was there Marshall and a friend of mine were giving me a hard time. “Just try a little bite of cake Delisi” and “you need to learn what your limitations are” were the comments I kept hearing. So I gave in to the peer pressure. I took a small bite of cake. It was MAYBE a teaspoon size. And let me tell you it tasted delicious. Absolutely delicious. So moist and fluffy and yummy.
And then … a few hours later … it hit me. Stomach pains. Awful stomach pains. I immediately regretted my decision. I was sick all night long until the next day. I literally stayed in bed for hours straight and wanted to be left alone in my agonizing pain.
So I learned my lesson. There is no cheating with celiac disease. There are no boundaries or limitations I need to learn about. I can’t eat any gluten at all, plain and simple. Now I know. But let me tell you … just the smell of bread is still difficult. I imagine eating bread for hours straight. It’s like a mini food porn image that pops into my head. Maybe one day the cravings will go away. At least now I know the consequences of cheating.