Official town crier, "I don't heart gluten! But I LOVE tuna!"
Where do I begin?
Well, you know (and if you don’t, read up) that the gastroenterologist advised Jessie to try out the whole gluten thing a couple of months ago. The girl has seriously had a party for herself for the past eight weeks or so, consuming every gluten-laden food in sight, with absolutely no side effects. As directed by Mr. Doctor, we went to have the labs done earlier this week to see what’s going on.
My opinion? I told Jes that it was a formality. She clearly doesn’t have celiac. She said she has no side effects but had a nagging feeling. (Okay at this point you know the ending, but I’ll go on) Doctor’s office called us this morning to say that her levels were up and it clearly indicated that she does have celiac. I nearly fell over.
I marched upstairs to deliver the good and bad news to Jessie. Good news? Starbucks now has gluten-free cake proudly displayed for all celiacs to enjoy. Bad news? She’ll be eating it.
The nurse also said that, while Jessie’s levels were clearly indicative of celiac disease, she wasn’t the worst case scenario. The T3 test showed that her level was 9 while normal is 0-3. Nurse advised that she had someone in the office yesterday whose level was 175. So, that helped to put things into perspective. Apparently there are LEVELS to this disease.
We’ll be going in to see the doctor on July 1st and will discuss whether it’s safe to cheat from time to time when you have no symptoms or if she has to refrain from the gluten 100% from here on out.
So there you have it. I’ve all but abandoned my “Gluten-Free Foods That Don’t Suck” section. Guess I’ll be chugging along again!
I hope you are all having a wonderful summer. We certainly are! The school pressures are gone, THANK GOD! I’m going to brag a bit, but hey, I am a mother. Jessie pulled straight A’s. It’s a good thing. Now I have to deal with the school this summer and beg for the right classes next year. In the words of Ms. O’Hara, “I’ll think about that tomorrow.”
Who me? My daughter? My son? Hubby? (Not hubby) I guess it is to be somewhat allowed during the summer so I’ll take responsibility. Here’s a brief update.
After the trip last week, Jes was quite exhausted for about 2-3 days. (Heck, we all were) When she couldn’t take my yapping and complaining about her unbelievably disgusting bedroom, she perked up and did a two day major clean resulting in two full garbage bags full of junk. How do teenagers do that? Anyway, she’s better now and has even spent time at the neighborhood pool “networking” for baby-sitting jobs.
We went to the neurologist last week. I SO immensely enjoyed telling the doctor that, against his suggestion to take Jessie to a hospital to see a psychiatrist (because he couldn’t find the cause of the migraines) and through stubbornness and research we found that the migraines actually came from Neurally Mediated Hypotension – not depression. HA! I love it when things like that happen. The physician’s assistant was thrilled that we found the culprit. The doctor didn’t have much to say. Maybe because he was WRONG. Uh-oh. Is my attitude showing? Need to check that. Seriously, I’m not debating that depression can result from having a chonic illness. Everyone knows that it does. However, if I’ve learned one thing in the past several years, it’s to trust your instinct and be an advocate! That gut feeling is always worth investigating.
So, summer has begun. Things are still a little busy, but a good busy. We’re taking road trips to visit friends – always fun.
Have a great week.
Every year I think I can’t take another year-end. Every year, we make it through another year-end. It’s over, done, good riddance. Jessie finished up on Friday and we headed to Virginia for a long weekend. Each member of the family, it seems, was just tossed out of the car at different points of interest as we traveled north. By Tuesday evening we were all back home. By tonight, we’re all exhausted, but it was worth it. Here are a few photos of our weekend:
Absolutely beautiful Virginia mountains...from the dashboard.
SIDE entrance to the Greenbrier Resort...Yeah, it's a mind-blower.
Jes and her best friend (Jes is the one note girl)
Wes taking over the highway, thank goodness.
Jessie and Sophie, somewhere between Virginia and Georgia
Rascal, affectionately known as the fun police
Happy summer, everyone.