In the Fall of 2015 I was diagnosed with celiac disease. The first thought that went through my head was “Oh no, I’m not giving up my pasta and bread!” My thought immediately following was “How is my body going to change,” because I didn’t want it to. I was terrified that if I had to go on a gluten free diet for the rest of my life, that I’d lose my body curvy shape, that I love. Two years later, sans gluten, and I’m still all here, curves and all.
For all those who don’t know what Celiac Disease is, it’s an autoimmune disease that attacks the lining of the small intestines leading to the malabsorption of nutrients. My symptoms? Bloating, fatigue, anemia, skin rashes, and what impacted me the most was excessive diarrhea. Every day, multiple times a day, for years. Associated conditions, if not treated? Dermatitis, Migraines, Osteoporosis, Multiple Sclerosis, and the one that got me to finally pay attention and to take this diagnosis seriously, infertility.