Speaking of toilet paper…(I know we weren’t, but I wanted to use a segue today, and that was the chosen one. Just go along with my little delusion, okay? I promise it won’t hurt. No pebbles in your shoes here.)
Lately in my physical recovery, I’ve been using less t.p.
This is a big deal to me. All my life I’ve had IBS symptoms, even tho I was never diagnosed. I remember as early as 8 years old, running to the bathroom immediately after every meal. Mama thought I was just trying to get out of doing the dishes! She really didn’t realize there was a real physical issue. As I grew older, I began to realize that wasn’t how others reacted to eating. Why was I different? What was wrong with me??
Learned about IBS, recognized symptoms, but just thought that’s how it was.
8 years ago, approximately, I found out I was allergic to wheat. Still, I made no change.
Then, in about March, my Counselor took me to see another counselor, Kelly. She told me about GAPS, Guts and Pyschology Syndrome.
She followed the diet, and her son also, who was having terrible times. She lost lots of weight, and his symptoms cleared up entirely. I was glad for her, but very skeptical for myself. I know me, I DO NOT DO diets well, AT ALL. (Kinda spoiled brattish, there.)
So, I chalked it up to, “Well, sounds okay, and I’m glad it’s working for her, BUT…..”
Now, mind you, I was already on a walker, from falling so much, last year. And so weak, I was evaluated for a powerchair. AND, I already KNEW I was allergic to wheat, which was one of the big things talked about in the book.
So, why didn’t I do something about all the information??
Because I’m a pig-headed, stubborn, mulish….. (You get the idea.)
Then, when I went to the Dr. on April 9th, and she told me my blood test results, I felt like I had been punched in the stomach.