As you may recall, I recently took a month off of gluten, and discovered that it was helpful. (If you don’t recall this, then why aren’t you devoting more of your spare memory to my dietary habits? Jeez.)
When I last spoke with you, I was going back on gluten for two weeks, so that I could get the official test for celiac disease. Now that I have done so, here’s the upshot:
- Luckily, I do not have celiac disease, so I don’t have to worry about stray gluten molecules destroying my health.
- For over half of the two weeks that I was eating gluten again, I felt vaguely unwell. While this was bothersome, it’s actually a good thing: since there is no test for gluten intolerance, I had been doubting my dietary self-assessment, but the two weeks’ reunion with gluten convinced me: no, I really do feel best on a gluten-free diet.
After the two weeks were over and the test was done, I gratefully re-eliminated gluten products from my diet … and they all lived happily ever after. My plan for the foreseeable future is to continue eating gluten-free. If you offer me breads and cakes, I shall politely decline, and instead shall engulf myself in delicious gluten-free chocolate chip cookies.