Let me let me update you

Two weeks have gone by since I last posted and I guess I needed the break.

No word on the house yet, to no one’s great surprise.  We know it could be several months until we hear something.  Most of the time it doesn’t bother me to wait it up, but yesterday it really got under my skin that we hadn’t heard anything.  Plus today’s news that the housing market in Seattle may yet fall another 25% before it’s all said and done.  It makes me a little skittish, but again, I’m a total commitment-phobe, so I guess this is to be expected.

I’ve been gluten-free for seven weeks now.  The GI issues have more or less been resolved now, which is awesome.  I’m limiting my dairy intake as well, and I’ve added a pro-biotic supplement to my daily regimen.  Unfortunately my weight has completely ballooned.  I know this is not unexpected, but it’s a bit disheartening.  I also know it means that my body is healing itself and absorbing nutrients, all of which will make me a healthier girl, but it still sucks.  I’ve been waiting for the exhaustion to subside a bit more before I start going to the gym, but since I’m starting to lose hope on that front, I think I’m going to start going to the gym anyway.  Maybe tomorrow.

My little betta fish died last week.  He had been sick for a few weeks.  I had been treating him with broad-spectrum antibiotics, but he wasn’t improving.  Finally, I went for the extreme last-ditch effort to try to drain the fluid from his swollen belly.  Unfortunately he didn’t survive the procedure.

In an effort to figure out what may have killed him, I cleaned his tank and left it running (filter, heater, everything) and tested all its levels this morning.  pH was a smidge high (but not dangerously high), and the ammonia, nitrite and nitrate levels were zero.  So the tank is healthy. Whatever killed poor Nagano apparently wasn’t due to my fish-keeping ability, which makes me feel a little bit better.  I miss his little antics next to me at my desk at work.  I’ll probably get a new fish soon… It was nice to have the company in my cube.  Plus his tank just looks so empty and desolate without a little fishy dancing in there.

I’ll try to keep this a bit more updated in the future. Bad me.

Snow Day and other happy things

We’ve got our first snow day of the last 370-something days today in Seattle.  There are about four inches of snow on the ground at my place and it’s still falling at a steady clip.  My work is closed, as are many other businesses.  I’ve got a cup of coffee and purring kitties, so I’m a happy girl.  I, like many other Seattleites, am hoping for another snow day tomorrow.  [[fingers crossed]]

The hubs and I spent the weekend visiting some friends in San Fran, where we were treated to wonderful, clear weather, great food, lots of booze, karaoke, Cards Against Humanity, redwoods, mystery houses and some of the best company around.  We had a great time and I managed to stay gluten-free, although I was very seriously tempted by this amazing-looking dinner roll that came with my meal at Tommy’s Joynt.  In the end, I managed to avoid the bread (thanks for hiding it from me, y’all).

Finally, I’m starting to see some changes for the better.  I added a probiotic supplement to my daily regimen of vitamins and minerals, and have now been gluten-free for over a month.  My GI issues are definitely improving, and overall I feel less tired and run-down, which is awesome.  I’ve also severely limited the amount of dairy I consume and I have been feeling lots better.  I’m still dealing with some issues, but things are definitely improving.

The offer we made on the 1913 Craftsman in West Seattle was accepted by the seller!  Since it’s a short-sale, the whole thing has to go to the bank for approval now, but hope springs eternal, so we’re waiting it out.  We really love the place and we hope the bank agrees to the selling price.

Hopefully this will soon be ours.

Meanwhile, I’m enjoying the company of cats, blankets, hot coffee and the hubs. Here’s to a great 2012!

More changes.

As I’ve previously mentioned, I’m growing ever more impatient with my lack of progress toward feeling better.  So I’m taking another step: I’m giving up lactose until further notice.  Today was my first day lactose free and I’m hoping to start seeing a difference within a week or so.

I didn’t eat breakfast this morning (bad, I know), but I ate a bowl of homemade black bean soup (dry black beans, chicken stock, bay leaves, cumin and salt, simmered together for 8-10 hours in ye olde crock pot) and a small fresh side salad.  For snack, I ate some dried cranberries.  After work, I hit up the local grocery store, and recommitted to eating fresh, healthy food.

Dinner was the last of the dolmades I cooked up on Friday (so. good.) and a delightful mixed green salad with carrots and cucumber. 

I also found these effing amazing almond “ice cream” bites.  So yeah, totally got those.  I also picked up lots of fruit, veggies and some soy yogurt.

Tomorrow’s breakfast will be gluten-free oatmeal with brown sugar, cinnamon and pecans, and possibly a banana or an apple. Lunch will be black bean soup and a side salad. Snacks will be soy yogurt and some raw almonds.  Dinner is yet to be determined, but it will definitely involve fresh veggies.  I’m aiming for one-third to one-half of my diet to be raw.

I’ve been really down and frustrated the last week or so.  I know I’ve been cranky, because my body hasn’t been feeling good.  I’ve been letting this get on top of me instead of just freaking handling it.  So tonight, I’m pulling myself back up by the bootstraps and committing to beating this damn thing. 

I will eat the way that my body needs me to eat.  I will be healthy and strong.  I will not dwell on minor setbacks.  Most of all, I will listen to my body and respond to it when it tells me something, instead of trying to dictate to my body and make it do what I think it should do, when I think it should do it. 

And tomorrow, we’re looking at five more houses.  Let’s do this.

24 days and counting

I’ve been gluten-free for 24 days now. I think I expected to be feeling 100% better by now, so not feeling 100% better has been a bit of a disappointment to me. I now realize that expectation was likely unrealistic, but so many people start feeling better immediately! Not me. Lame.

Last week was utterly brutal. I wound up working from home much of last week, as my GI issues were out of control. The weekend brought more of the same, but I am very glad that this week has been much better. I’m still exhausted, but I expect a great deal of the fatigue is actually due to my annoying inability to fall asleep/stay asleep this week. I’m not sure what’s causing it, but it sure is sucky.

Another odd thing is happening. I had read on the interwebz (and was excited) that many Celiacs lose weight upon stopping gluten. Since I’ve gained about 45 pounds in the last decade, I was thrilled to experience this particular side effect. Of course, I also wasn’t a skinny Celiac, so again, my expectations may have been unfair. I’ve actually somehow GAINED weight, which I personally think is a total load of malarkey. I’m eating cleaner and healthier than before, with no fried foods, very little in the way of processed food or sweets and I’m gaining weight. It’s bullshit, and I have no idea how it’s physically possible.

I want to believe all this weight will start to disappear as my intestines heal, but I’m not going to hold my breath.

On the flipside, I’ve been poisoning my body for who-knows-how-many years by feeding it gluten, so I guess it’s asking too much to expect my body to repair itself in a matter of days or weeks. [sigh] I just hate this whole process and wish I could skip to the whole “look how healthy and awesome I am now” part.

I was relieved to get the diagnosis, but I’ve been really bummed out about this for the last several days. I try my best to stay positive and know that things will get better, but some days are harder than others, and maybe I don’t want to be strong all the time. Celiac sucks.