Most unusually, today I haven't knitted a single stitch so far today. I'm going to knit some more on the sleeveless pullover this evening, but this post is about 'life in general' - or rather one specific aspect of it.
It has been a bit of a busy day today - phone calls, errands, supermarket shopping, all the usual stuff. Also, there was a visit to the doctor, which has given me pause for thought.
You see, over the last year, it seemed that I had developed some weird sort of IBS. It wasn't always there - sometimes I was absolutely fine. But when it was there, it really wasn't very nice at all.
Gradually it became more and more of a thing that I just lived with, until by the end of October it was clear that something wasn't right. I was getting through a fair amount of over the counter meds to deal with it, and it was a substantial inconvenience in my life - but, I was used to it, so it didn't seem to be any big deal.
It was my husband who suggested that maybe wheat was the problem. So I tried cutting out wheat, and lo and behold, I felt better almost immediately. By the time I'd had three days without wheat, the improvement was positively startling. So I stayed off wheat, which isn't altogether easy, as they put wheat in some quite unexpected products.
So, there was the odd hiccup when I ate some wheat without realising it, but basically the problem just disappeared. I didn't eat wheat - I wasn't unwell. In fact, the problem disappeared so completely that over the Christmas period I did actually start to think that maybe it hadn't really been that bad after all. So I started eating things with wheat again, just a bit, and just for a couple of days - and the problem came straight back.
Finally I decided to do what I should have done in the first place. I booked an appointment to see my GP, and started eating gluten again whilst I was waiting. You see, even if someone actually has coeliac disease, the blood tests will all come out negative unless the person is including wheat gluten in their diet. But how much gluten was needed, and for how long though? I didn't know. But I thought that I might as well get a head start on this.
So, today I saw my GP, and she told me that she is fairly sure that I have developed coeliac disease. I have to eat a 'normal' amount of wheat (hah! - what is normal?) for another two weeks, and then I am to have the blood tests. And a week after that, I should have the result.
This is wildly inconvenient - I am starting my lovely new job on Tuesday next week, and I would much rather not be feeling unwell then. However it is really my own fault, I should have got this sorted out before Christmas.
The upside of all this is that I can - indeed, I have to! - eat bread again.
I do love good bread...