I DO NOT have the dreaded Coeliac Disease.
I probably should have waited for the actual diagnosis before I downloaded the Coeliac Australia app for $10 & bought the "coeliac for Dummies" book. I am not joking. What a dickhead.
Dr B gave me the horrifying news that according to the 50 million blood tests, pap smears & having the tube stuck down into my guts that I am
I was actually disappointed that I wasn't coeliac. I know I know I should be grateful. Coeliac is a total prick of a disease & I should be jumping up & down with joy & fist pumping the air.
I guess I just wanted an ANSWER.
So, why then am I always so tired, my legs ache & are sore to touch, my stomach is always bloated, my back aches, fluffies have the power to kill indoor plants & my girlie bits always seem to be in a constant state of slight period pain?????
DR B DIAGNOSIS: FUCKED IF HE KNOWS.
So, here I am back at the beginning.
I must admit I had a big Black Dog day yesterday. I pretty bad one actually where I literally sat in my car in the medical centre car park and thought " I just want to disappear. Vanish. I don't want to be here anymore".
Before you all freak out I will tell you that even though I have my very dark days I would never every do anything to harm myself. I have the best medicine in the world waiting for me at home.
The Big Fella.
Poor bugger. I got home & just went all Exorcist on him & spewed forth my feelings of sadness & despair onto his big fuzzy face.
Then he gave me my medicine.
A huge bear hug while telling me "It's OK. You don't have to do everything. You don't need to please everyone. You WILL feel better."
He then went & bought us yummy Thai food while I surfed Pinterest for motivating quotes & pictures of French bulldogs.
Today my brain has recalibrated. I'm cool daddy-o.
I am tracking my food with Calorie King and have made a pact with TBF that I will walk
EVERY SINGLE FUCKING DAY .....
for a MINIMUM of half an hour.
I will stop beating myself up because I can't be everything to everybody.
I can't please everyone all the time.
Starting again..... and