You might have noticed the blog was quiet this weekend.
The bad news: I’ve been glutened.
The good news: It took a twice-daily repeated exposure for 12 days before any symptoms other than brain fog showed up. And it took over a week for the brain fog to kick in.
Last week, I became very, VERY dull. I couldn’t pull a good thought out of my head despite much effort. I worked and worked to come up with some great recipes, something nice for the blog. Nuttin’ happenin.’ Everything I touched exploded, burned, bombed or otherwise fell to pieces. I couldn’t get the right words out of my mouth when talking or out of my fingers while typing. I’d think one word and type or say another, IF I could get the word out at all. It had hit the point it was funny. I’d just laugh and give up or ask Jeff to take over since I couldn’t do anything right.
I blamed it on crazy hormones from the miscarriage. After all, I had put on ten pounds since I lost the baby at the beginning of the month despite no diet changes. Surely it’s just hormones trying to settle, right? I hoped it would pass soon because everything was suffering and I was sleeping more than normal but always tired. I woke up tired after 9-10 hours of sleep every night.
Well, no. Yesterday, I finally had my classic ‘you’ve been glutened’ symptoms. I inhaled a much larger dinner than normal. Sour stomach followed by passing out and sleeping hard after eating. However, I had been on my feet working really hard all day and hadn’t eaten much other than several handfuls of almonds to keep me going. I attributed it to exhaustion and in my brain fog, I dismissed the sour stomach as a fluke. I guess in my brain fog I didn’t remember that I only have it happen when I’ve been glutened. Jeff wasn’t home to point it out to me.
This morning, it wasn’t gone but it was much better. I ate more almonds while waiting for the oatmeal to cook and immediately the symptoms hit with a vengance. I fought the urge to throw up and pass out for an hour or more, willing myself to stay upright. Finally, I started looking and found out the raw almonds, all six pounds I had soaked and dehydrated into crispy nuts almost two weeks ago, were run on shared equipment.
I had been eating at least a couple of handfuls per day, every day, since they were made. I had also made almond butter out of them that we had added to breakfast a couple of days. That explains the brain fog, the weight gain, the sour stomach and the crazy amounts of sleep and tiredness! Gluten sucks all creativity right out of me and I become dull and uncoordinated for days afterwards. Carrying a thought is a chore. Even typing this post has been riddled with errors and I can normally type fast without trouble. Thank the Lord for spell-check.
I’m going to need a few days to recover before my mojo comes back. That doesn’t mean, of course, that my hormonal problems are settled, but it does mean my hormonal problems aren’t as bad as I’ve feared they were the last few days.
So, what is the moral of today’s story? Always check the labels!