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Jazphoto
Joined: 12 Mar 2007 Posts: 32 Location: Maryland
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 2:42 pm Post subject: |
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Here's my story...I am currently 29.
When I was born, my mom could not breast feed, so they gave me milk...which would not stay down. I could not tolerate formula either, so I drank soy milk.
At 2 years old, I developed Asthma due to severe allergies. I am still allergic to almost everything...except pigweed, milk, tomatoes and oranges. Spring and fall are very bad times for me. I cannot even go near horses without having my throat close up and hives covering me from head to toe.
Once I got to High School, I had severe gas pain. So bad that I would start sweating and could not even stand up. It felt like someone was stabbing me in the stomach. My stool was always inconsistant.
At 23, I had been on the pill for about 7 years. 15 different ones because while on the pill I would get my period every 2 weeks. My OBGYN also found a good sized ovarian cyst and endometriosis...which he found unusual for someone my age. Had them removed and went off the pill. I am now completely regular.
At 25, I went to a Sushi buffet with some friends. I do not eat seafood, so I had all vegetarian stuff including some deep fried tempura. I was totally fine until about 1am, when I woke up with the worst pain I had ever felt in my abdomen. I thought it was gas. I used the restroom and it was red....and I figured it was something I ate. Felt so much better after. Went back to bed and 1/2 an hour later, the same thing. I realised that it was blood...and a lot of it. I finally called my mom to pick me up and take me to the ER. By the time she got there, I was hurting so bad I could hardly walk out to her car...and there was NO WAY I could drive. They gave me demerol at the ER, but I could still feel some of the pain. Turns out I had Colitis...and it was bacterial...they gave me Cipro and I felt much better within a week. My Mom sent me to a dietician and they put me on a Wheat Free diet. I felt so much better once starting that, but the carb devil kicked back in and for a while I was okay.
During the period of time between the colitis and now, my therapist kept telling me to go and get tested for Celiac...as she has it herself. I talked to my physician and he refered me to a GI. This guy was so cold, and I could not bear to have him doing any procedure on me. So I dropped the ball and life was hectic as it was...so I put my health on the back burner. Finally about 8 months ago, I talked to my physician and asked for a Celiac blood panel. He looked at me and said "you do not have Celiac Disease". I was about 30 pounds overweight at that time. He did basic blood work on me and actually said to me "I can't wait to see how high your choloestrol is". What a jerk. He got my results back and said, "wow, you have VERY good cholestrol". And that was that. I was also diagnosed with bi-polar disorder around this time...that was after being diagnosed with ADD in high school.
Age 29. The same jerk physician that said that to me, misdiagnosed my mothers cancer as muscular. My mom is a Registered Nurse and is in very good shape. She knows what is muscular and what is not. Still, she went to physical therapy and her pain got worse. Finally, she went to her GI, b/c she was also having Gallbladder issues. The GI gave her the correct diagnosis. So, I went to my Mom's GI and she actually listend to me...and she diagnosed me. She is a very old school doctor and really takes what you say into consideration.
So I have now been Gluten Free for about 3 weeks and am starting to notice little things changing. I can only imagine how good it will feel in a year, 5 years, 10 years...for the rest of my life.
It's so sad to me that I cannot trust doctors. We need more compassionate doctors who are more concerned for their patients than the money.
Sorry for the length, but everything is finally coming together. Thank you! _________________ JAZ |
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Amooliakin

Joined: 09 Oct 2006 Posts: 363 Location: NYC
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Posted: Mon Apr 09, 2007 10:25 pm Post subject: |
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First time I saw this thread. It is a good one. Al can you keep it up on top without always having to bump?
Anyway - I'll tell the very short story of my 8-year-old daughter.
She had complained of stomach aches on and off since age 5, but the pediatrician always thought it was nothing. Just told us not to give her milk. She was always around the 50th percentile for weight and 70th percentile for height, so that seemed fine.
Last summer she started feeling nauseous all the time and having diarreah. I kept thinking something was wrong so we went to a pediatric gastroenterologist. The doctor was GREAT. She talked to us parents and to my daughter and told us it could be one of 3 things. One was an ulcer, one I don't really remember, and one was Celiac. She did say that Celiac was the least likely, but that it was the easiest to test for, so we would do that blood test first.
Got the blood test back and it was positive, although not by much. Had the endoscopy and it was positive too.
We have been working on the GF diet now for about 7 months and the diarreah and stomach pain have pretty much gone away. There is still some reflux and burping and general yucky feeling though, so although I think we are 95% OK... we are not 100%.
As a mom this makes me feel very guilty. But we are still trying. Later this week we go back for the follow-up blood work and I hope we will find out something.
This forum, needless to say, has been a lifesaver. _________________ Amy - Mom to two kids, one with Celiac, and assorted pets... |
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aklap
Joined: 02 Oct 2004 Posts: 8302 Location: WI, USA
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Posted: Mon Apr 16, 2007 11:50 pm Post subject: |
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bump for Celia. _________________ Al
“We cannot all do great things, but we can do small things with great love.” Mother Teresa |
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Celia C
Joined: 13 Apr 2007 Posts: 47
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Oh, wow, me? Heh heh! I just started reading through this thread and would not stop til I read through all the stories! So many disappointing experiences with doctors!
Okay, my story is real short as I only found out SOMETHING was wrong with me 5 months ago in November.
Now, before that, I did have a bit of an itchy thing with my hands, which would come and go and leap from one hand to the other but not really bug me enough to think it wouldn't just go away and stay away here, sometime.
And, I did also have that thing at the back corners of the mouth kinda like a cold sore that wouldn't heal, would be one side, the other, sometimes both, fade awa and come back, and I figured that was something that would go away too, eventually.
So last November I took a hike with two galfriends on a cool sunny morning and had bought my usual hiking day heartburn sandwich -- chicken salad on sourdough bread, which tasted so good it was like there was crab or something in it, and loaded with mayo, and it **always** set off my part-time acid reflux but I would **always** buy one anyway for a hike, they were soooo goood!
About an hour up the trail I suddenly noticed my arms had broken up into stingy, itchy hives right from my hands up to my elbows! Red bumps all around! This wasn't the same thing that had been going on with my hands, which had got to be on both hands and was tiny water blisters in big areas (but not 100% of the hands were covered). My arms felt "poofy" too, as in swollen up in a strange way I had never experienced before.
As if I wasn't alarmed enough, the next morning my FACE was all poofy and swollen, too! No bumps, but it was itchy, and it happened to be a Monday and I happened to be at work. (Somehow my memory is fading on that scary day but I'm pretty sure the poofing started AFTER I had been sitting at my desk, as I can't imagine I'd just show up at work that way, but all I remember was it appeared on Monday morning.)
Now I was scared, and made an appointment for that skin specialist who comes to town once in a while, but meanwhile I went in to a doctor's that takes walk-ins and got seen, and was given some pills to take which I wasn't sure I wanted to take, and was not told anything about it except it is a form of excema that may come and go for years, now that I had had it, and the nurse there told me she had it too. Well, terrific! ($150 for that visit, and around $20 for the pills.)
Around 2 days later I go to the "skin specialist" who kindly told me it was excema, he could give me pills and cream to get me through this 'outbreak,' that he had no idea what caused it, and that some day, (maybe weeks, months, years from now, he didn't know when!) it would go away. He did say it was some kind of "systemic allergic reaction" to something, and that I apparently had some hidden allergy, and that almost anything could have set it off but once it did it had to just 'run its course.') $150 for the visit that told me nothing, another $100 for the medications (because I stupidly went to the wrong drugstore and my insurance didnt' even cover it). My $500 per year deductible on health insurance was getting painful, now that I finally had to use it, and of course starts over again after Dec. 31.)
There was also a problem at work with rain coming through the ceiling, and in my first internet searches I suspected I was allergic to black mold, and that my office air was slowly killing me. After all, the poofy face thing happened at the office! And I had never been allergic to anything in my life! (Oh, except for occasional hay fever that I didn't have til I got older.)
Fast forward to March 2007, as I remained clueless except for learning that calcium bentonite clay was the only thing that stopped the itchy attacks on my hands, but probably caused the sking to dry up and crak and flake up and fall off, with too heavy use, putting the clay on and allowing it to dry (aaaah! Relief from that burning itching from he(ck)!) Anyways, some of you know what I mean, and the prescription stuff kept it at bay mostly but didn't prevent any itching or leprosy-look on the hands, once it got started.
Last Month (!) a gal told me about her celiac disease, and she was years into recovery but she would vomit and/or faint if she ingested gluten and it took her ten years of many visits / tests at doctors to find out what was wrong with her. The skin thing, the poofy-face thing, and the mouth sores thing, as well as the body sores (I forgot to mention I had a mild case of those too which I was cheerfully ignoring) we had in common, and perhaps the anemia and the acid reflux were things related to the same thing, too, I found out. I started thinking about it, but not too anxious to find out I was killing myself eating my homemade spaghetti sauce on wheat noodles for dinner every night . . . . .
Then, coincidentally, that same evening, my mom who has never been within 20 feet of a computer in her life, told me some gal on TV had the hives on the arms like I did, and to look for "www.celiac.com" and find out if I had it, too!
Holy cow. ALL of my skin conditions were related to this, the anemia, the constant fatigue after work, I did admit I had a bit of gas more often than I thought was normal, and a bit of --- not quite diarhea but kinda like that --- every couple days or so.
I ignored the solution to the problem one more day and went to work and ate girl scout cookies which I had bought for me and for the office, and then went gluten free the next day (which was Saturday) having probably two or three accidental ingestions when I was still too stupid to figure out it was EVERYWHERE and EVERYTHING I ate had to be eaten with forethought.
Had one definite reaction when I totally forgot myself and ordered a short mocha. That afternoon I got a mild poofy face, with actual tingly-feeling around the mouth area, which I did not have before. Ahah! It was the mocha! Or maybe the corn bean tortilla I bought "outside" was a corn-and-flour bean tortilla. Or, maybe that piece of crustless quiche I bought "outside" had flour mixed in since it was crustless. Nevertheless, I quickly learned about the seriousness of accidental cheating and that I did have a problem here, for sure!
Body sores are gone, the hand thing is pretty much invisible but an occasional itch here and there which I rub DRY calcium bentonite clay into, which has some oregano juice dried into it, strangely enough, scratches the itch, stops the itching, and does not make my skin dry up split and fall off.
The other symptom gone is I no longer am allergicto morning! I didn't notice it until probably three weeks into it but I was waking up every morning without having to blow my nose! I had this 2-hour every morning runny-nose problem for YEARS, never tried to figure out why. My mom has sinus problems, I figured I inherited them.
Oh gosh, I'm terribly long-winded, but this whole thing fascinates me and I feel like I have woken up in a whole different universe! I am totally enjoying everything I eat, and eating 99% at home only. I am taking the time to bring food to work for lunch; sometimes too much, sometimes too little, but it's become important to me to do so. I realize even with my addiction to gourmet organic gluten free salad dressing, it really does not cost me more to eat natural like this, not at all, even buying almost 100% organic produce. I feel blessed.
I somehow did not bother to deal with my anemia / fatigue until yesterday, by buying some liquid B vitamins with iron mixed in for starters, as I couldn't find all the items I wanted at a store at that hour. Iron helped me before, I felt better, started forgetting to take them, got totally weak and anemic again, and was too tired to care about much of anything. Plenty of reminders in the gluten readings about that problem, too.
My food has been, now, eggs wrapped in corn tortillas, finely chopped raw veggies melted in between corn tortillas with sharp cheddar cheese, topped with GF french dressing, and for variation, also topped with Knudsens Hampshire Sour Cream and, of course, Pace Picante Sauce. Or gourmet soups consisting of 1 can organic navy beans and one can wax beans, with chopped onion and garlic added, with pizza flakes and butter melted in the bowl. Corn spaghetti noodles topped with my home made vegetarian spaghetti sauce! And frequent simple salads made at home. And grapes! and peanut butter! (Organic crunchy.) And peanut butter on organic celery! for Breakfast! For snackies, plain corn tortillas right outa the bag with sliced sharp cheddar cheese. And, now and then, a box of gluten free wafers. All in one sitting with plenty of hot coffee!
Me? Deprived? NEVER!
PS I also have a bloated stomach from large fibroids which I am not kidding myself what it is, of course, but **some** of that distended stomach may be caused by diet. No shrinkage yet, but it was an honest factor in my thinking in hurrying up and getting on that clean diet, here!
I love this forum where I continually learn lots of things I need to know, and get reminded of how much sicker this could have made me before I found out about it. What fascinates me is I believe God pushed me towards the truth, or else I would have to believe I found out totally on accident what the problem is! I could have gone years more in ignorance. I am so glad I am starting **now**! |
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aklap
Joined: 02 Oct 2004 Posts: 8302 Location: WI, USA
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Posted: Fri May 25, 2007 8:30 am Post subject: |
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back to the top _________________ Al
“We cannot all do great things, but we can do small things with great love.” Mother Teresa |
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aklap
Joined: 02 Oct 2004 Posts: 8302 Location: WI, USA
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Posted: Thu Jun 07, 2007 1:24 pm Post subject: |
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Back to the top for DavR. Just know that you are not alone. There are many like you search for answers. This thread contains many that have found answers - with or without the help of the medical community. _________________ Al
“We cannot all do great things, but we can do small things with great love.” Mother Teresa |
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aklap
Joined: 02 Oct 2004 Posts: 8302 Location: WI, USA
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 8:46 am Post subject: |
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I'll bump this one up for Debbie H too  _________________ Al
“We cannot all do great things, but we can do small things with great love.” Mother Teresa |
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melffr04
Joined: 13 Oct 2006 Posts: 6 Location: Falkville, AL
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Posted: Wed Jul 25, 2007 10:25 am Post subject: |
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My Daughters Story....Almost exactly One Year ago!
She was 7years old last summer and began vomiting one day...then turned into extreme bathroom usage! I just wrote it off to a virus. One morning I woke up to her vomiting and she had messed all over the bedroom. She was so pale and could hardly hold her head up! She and I headed to the Doctors office.....our normal doctor was out on vacation. The on call doctor was very very worried and sent us to the hospital. We spent several hours in the ER before being admitted for a White Blood Count of 26,000. They ran EVERY test they could think of! She would use the bathroom at least 35 times in just over an hour! We were sent home two days later with the Dr's shaking thier heads.....no answers!
Less than a week later we were back....white count of 28,000 and she had lost 13 pounds! The doctor on call in the ER was a friend of the family....he called her Ped's Dr and requested a CAT Scan. It was scheduled for the next a.m. After the CAT Scan was done we waited for several hours until her Ped's Dr came in and said the Ambulance was on the way to pick us up! We were headed to Children's Hospital 1 hour away. They tought Croans Disease. So we were going for bi-opsies and more tests. Spent 3 days there NO tests done....they did NOTHING for her except run all the same tests that the other hospital did!!!! Never even looked at the CAT Scan. We came home more confused than ever!!!
Two days later we went back to the Peds office and she reffered us to a WONDERFUL man named Dr Laney! I think this man has saved my daughters life in more ways than one. He had her diagnoised within a few weeks! Thats been almost 1 year ago. We still have our ups and downs. She attends public school and that has been a little tough..they don't want to work with us! But she is doing so much better...we still see the darkness in her eyes when she attempts to cheat..so she can't lie!!!! _________________ Thanks for the input! |
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aklap
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bump _________________ Al
“We cannot all do great things, but we can do small things with great love.” Mother Teresa |
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krisiw
Joined: 23 Sep 2007 Posts: 104 Location: Colorado
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I think I’ll write my own story.
I believe it all began when I was three and got pneumonia from swimming in a public pool. Both my mom and I got pneumonia and I lost my hearing around the same time. (Doctors believe that it was a virus in my ears at the same time as the pneumonia and nobody ever noticed it) After that, I was always sickly, thin, had a lot of stomach and digestive problems, bad asthma, allergies, you name it. I also got pneumonia again a few years later.
I got a little better as I got older, but my digestion was never good and I started to take enzymes. I also refused to eat meat most of the time (it was probably too hard to digest) though I ate a lot of bread and crackers. I was still thin and starting in third grade, I had to wear glasses.
In high school, I read a book about herbs and got interested in natural health and started trying to do things to make myself healthier because I knew that even though I didn’t feel bad, I never really felt good either. I had a lot of headaches and depression during this time though I thought it was just because of my family’s situation. Now, I look back and know that a lot of it was from gluten and food allergies.
When I went to college, I got better. I started running track and eating a lot of salads and beans. I still had bad days and mood swings and depression sometimes, but not all the time. I now know why and although sometimes the thought floated through my head, I never really believed it until later. I kept thinking that at home I ate a lot of bread and I felt bad, but at college, since they didn’t have whole wheat bread in the cafeteria, I almost never ate bread. I did sometimes have crackers and breaded meats which is probably why I still had bad days. I also discovered in college that I had really bad hypoglycemia.
The summer before my senior year of college, I went to camp for two months as a counselor. The second day I was there, my retina detached. I didn’t know what it was and I was determined to stay at camp, so I prayed about it and left it alone. I believe it was a miracle I didn’t lose my eyesight--the doctors would go, “you went four days with your eye like this?” No, I’d say. Four weeks. “Four weeks? And your eyesight is still fine?” They couldn’t believe it.
I have no proof, but I think my lack of nutrients may have contributed to my retina having holes in it.
After I had surgery and then finished up the camp counseling, I went home and that’s when my gluten sensitivity got really bad. I’m thinking that the stress of the surgery made the problem worse. I got really depressed, gained a lot of water weight, and had a lot of stomach aches. I thought it was all from the surgery but there was no reason for the surgery to do that. I would eat ice cream for lunch and sandwiches for dinner.
When I finished college and went back home, I started connecting the dots better. I went on an anti-yeast diet which cut out all sugar and all white flour and a whole bunch of stuff. I lost 26 pounds which I didn’t need to do, and while I felt slightly better at times, I was still eating wheat so I didn’t feel great. I did notice that I felt worse when I had whole wheat. I went off of that diet and then decided to go off of wheat. My depression lifted in a week.
I thought I had imagined it, so I went back on wheat and after a couple of weeks, got depressed again. I went back off. I went on and off several times before I was convinced. Then I had to realize that I was sensitive to ALL gluten, not just wheat. Plus, I learned about hidden gluten. This was the worst time for my gluten problems. I would go to work and have to run to the bathroom every five minutes. One time, I started vomiting right after my boss left the room. Soon, after that I stopped taking the communion cracker on Sunday. (I had thought I could handle it once a week!)
I was doing much better but still not 100%. I married my husband and spent the first year being a little grumpy and having lots of stomach aches that baffled me because I wasn’t eating gluten. I went to an allergy doctor and got the skin pricks which told me nothing. He said I may still have problems with these things but a skin prick test wouldn’t tell me about a digestion problem.
Shortly after my husband got deployed to Iraq, and I moved back home, I decided to go off of corn. I went back on it a few times and the second time it gave me the runs. So that was it for corn. I also finally went off of dairy and lastly discovered tapioca. So now I’m a pesco-vegetarian, GF, corn-free, and tapioca-free. Some days it’s frustrating, but I feel so much better that it’s completely worth it. Oh, and as an added bonus, my skin looks so much better. |
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skyeofblue
Joined: 09 Nov 2007 Posts: 16
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Posted: Mon Dec 17, 2007 6:18 am Post subject: My story - AN ATYPICAL CELIAC! |
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Hello! I have been poking around the site for a few months now, I have posted a couple of replies and thought that it is past time that I formally introduce myself: I am a 26 years old Celiac, diagnosed by blood work and biopsy, just two weeks ago. I have been suffering from random symptoms my whole life that seemed completely unconnected until my diagnosis.
So… here is my story: (I am apologizing ahead of time for the length of the story…I don’t know how else to tell my journey other than to start at the beginning) – I hope that the thoroughness of this can help someone else who does not have typical symptoms find their way!
I first started to develop symptoms when I was very young. I suffered from migraines starting in about 1st grade. I did not know at the time that was what they were, I received reading glasses and slept a lot. Turns out as the GI doctor told me that the migraines I suffered from was actually the first of my long list of symptoms in a long line of ATYPICAL symptoms of Celiac disease.
When I was about 10 years old I became lactose intolerant. I suffered from reoccurring sinus congestion and infection issues. My reaction was pretty immediate, and since I have other relatives that have a hard time with lactose, it wasn’t a big surprise – so I adopted soy milk, and began to see improvement. (My Second symptom of Celiac Disease)
When I was in middle school I started having 13 day long menstrual cycles. The doctors said it was because I was so active, and was starting to lift weights and that I would outgrow it. (Later found out that it was actually another autoimmune disorder – endometriosis, It is common to if you have one immune problem to have another one. Endometriosis: My immune system does not recognize uterine tissue build up outside of the uterus in other parts of my body... Celiac my immune system recognizes gluten as a poison! I do not know if one caused the other, but both are related to my immune system.)
When I reached High School I started having rectal bleeding and intense constipation. I used exlax and for the most part it helped. I still played 3 sports and weight lifted 2 times a day, I thought I was in great shape. I also began having intense pain in my legs and right hip from running. I was fitted with fiberglass heel cup orthotics that I will wear for the rest of my life. (Needless to say my shoe fetish stopped very quickly after that)
I left for college, ate campus food and stopped exercising. I began to have muscle pain all over my body. It got to the point that I could barely walk someday. I went to the campus doctor and he told me I had Fibromyalgia. So my parents took me to a specialist who told me that I did not have Fibromyalgia, I was just way too flexible from my years of gymnastic training when I was younger. He told me that I need to start exercising again, so I did. I got a little better.
That same year I contracted walking pneumonia, had a long list of sinus infections, antibiotic treatments, which continued into my sophomore year. That’s when I started developing blurry vision. The eye doctor told me it was from to much time on the computer and in the library. So he increased my prescription, and gave me glasses so I could drive at night. That summer I developed very itchy skin, and got a water purifier for my shower… didn’t help lol.
It was in my Junior year of college that the severe symptoms began. I was at work and started having side crippling pain in my URQ of my abdomen. It was CONSTANT, it NEVER stopped. I went to a general doctor, they tested me for Mono 6 times before admitting that every time it came back negative, but they still thought that was what I had until another doctor suggested that it was my gallbladder, they ran 4 different tests, all came back negative…. So they put me on a low fat diet, no more than 7 grams of fat per meal…I saw an improvement, (now I know it was actually not the fat, but the reduced amount of gluten I was consuming) That summer my symptoms returned, my regular doctor told me it was IBS and gave me a medication I had to take 4 times a day. I took it religiously, and felt a little better, all it actually did was block some of the nerves from registering pain. Needless to say about 6 months later, I was back in his office, he put me on another medication that gave me explosive diarrhea, and I actually did not make it to the restroom one time, so that’s when my parents took me to a GI doctor.
The GI doctor ran some tests, told me that I tested positive for a disease that I later found out was in fact celiac disease, but since I did not have typical symptoms I did in fact not have it. EVENTHOUGH I TESTED POSTITIVE!!!! At the time he blew it off, so we didnt pursue it because we were in shock of the diagnosis he did give me....He told me in a very straight forward manner that I had a FLOATING RIB, and had two choices, either (A) have it surgically removed… or (B) live with it.
My parents took me to our family chiropractor that then told us that EVERYONE HAS 2 SETS OF FLOATING RIBS!!!!!! So we went to a GI doctor at Swedish Medical Center in Seattle. He did a colonoscopy which came back clean, so he told me in a follow up visits, that I was too young to have any problems and that I might look into seeing a therapist because he thought it was in fact not GI related at all. He told me that I was depressed and should look into taking an antidepressant. From floating ribs to mental issues...I STILL DONT UNDERSTAND HOW THEY COULD BE SO RIDICULOUS! I actually started to doubt myself as did my parents, since no one could find ANYTHING WRONG!!!
I went back to school still in extreme CONTSTANT pain, and one night doubled over from a burning pain so bad that I went to the hospital was given drugs and released. As a last resort I went to my mother’s gynecologist who preformed an ultrasound and found a ruptures functional cysts the size of a tennis ball in my right ovary. He said he did not know how big it had been, but that I had had it for a while, and it had already been leaking for a few weeks. He gave me some pain meds and told me to come back in 3 weeks.
I started to feel better, and 2 months later started to develop numbing sensations in my right leg. (I was still having the constant RUQ pain) I went back to the gynecologist, who scheduled me for a laparoscopy and discovered I had endometriosis on the nerve leading to my right leg. I was given a stronger dose of birth control, and given Lupron shots for 6 months. Essentially it shuts down your hormones, and puts you in menopause. I was 22. All I can say is I am NOT looking forward to it! I was still having pain in my abdomen, and ended up doubled over again in pain, got another ultra sound that found an abdominal cyst that had ruptured all over my intestines, and was accumulating in the bottom of my pelvis. The only thing I could do was go home, lie in bed on sleeping meds and pain meds until my body absorbed the fluid in my abdomen.
That spring I started bloating and suffering from abdominal distention and weight gain of 8 pound over 24 hours. I was put on a water pill.. which didn’t really help. I actually had to take pictures and measurements of what was happening, because the doctors did not believe me. I ended gaining 30 pounds over a period of 5 weeks.
I ended up at a Naturopath as a last resort for my abdominal pain, weight gain and distention. She ran a IGG4 and IGE antibody test for Food allergies. I was OFF THE CHARTS for Dairy, Gluten, Eggs and Mustard. They ran the test twice, and I got the results 2 weeks before my wedding. I started going gluten free on my honeymoon… I would not recommend it to anyone! But I did start feeling MUCH better!
I was GF with out any guidance other than my own resources, and lost 34 pounds in 6 weeks and went from a size 14 to a size 6. After about 4 months of feeling FANTASTIC, and symptom free. I broke, because the company I worked for restructured and I lost my job and had to let go 7 of my closest friends that I supervised. I was offered my job back as a contract employee, I also ended up going through some significant personal tragedies in my friend circle. It was 3 months of $#@ and I broke, and got REALLY SICK!!! I tried to go GF again, but it didn’t work…I started reacting to food I was fine with before, It actually turns out that the emotional stress was intensifying my symptoms and sensitivity.
My husband got hired in MT we quit our jobs, said bye to our friends and family, moved 750 miles, and I was sicker than EVER!!!!! Mentally I couldn’t function, I couldn’t do math at work, I had a hard time learning new things and was stuck in a thick mental fog! I went to a gynecologist who found another ovarian cyst, and my endometriosis starting to return. I ended up at an allergist who ran too many test to count, and put me back on a Gluten diet for 5 weeks… I had to quit work, and I slept an entire month before they discovered that I was a CELIAC!!!!! I was confirmed by biopsy just after Thanksgiving of this year. They believe that the reason my diet stopped working before was I was still being glutened, and that my emotional stress complicated an already delicate situation.
I have been GF again for 2 weeks now, and with the help of a nutritionist have understood the level of which I must avoid gluten. I have already lost 10 pounds and feel better than I have in a long time. |
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Born 1939
1940's-1988 - Chronic health problems came and went
1988 chronic health problems came and STAYED
by then diagnosed with HG, IBS, FMS, CFS, High Blood Pressure, etc.
2008-August-diagnosed w/ gluten intolerance and began gf
1 month of worse burps, bloats and pain but it could be IBS? allergies?
Sept/08 ultrasound of liver/gall etc. shows no problem
Oct/2/08 suspect dairy intolerance - discovered dairy in Schwans potatoes, last dairy at 2 p.m.
RitaF and so we continue
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I always meant to add my story to this thread but somehow writing it all out seemed daunting. I threw out my back this week and finally made the time since I wasn't doing anything else but staring at the ceiling. I also have a personal blog and get asked about my CD occasionally there. I finally wrote the post for that readership and just cut n' paste here so sorry if some of it seems overly explanatory.
"Just out of curiosity,(I hope you don't mind) how did you come to find out that you had Celiac? What kind of testing did you have to undergo? How old were you when you found out? What were your symptoms?"
Where to begin? First perhaps a definition for those not familiar with Celiac Disease.
| Quote: | "Celiac disease is a digestive condition triggered by consumption of the protein gluten, which is found in bread, pasta, cookies, pizza crust and many other foods containing wheat, barley or rye. Oats may contain gluten as well. When a person with celiac disease eats foods containing gluten, an immune reaction occurs in the small intestine, resulting in damage to the surface of the small intestine and an inability to absorb certain nutrients from food.
Eventually, decreased absorption of nutrients (malabsorption) can cause vitamin deficiencies that deprive your brain, peripheral nervous system, bones, liver and other organs of vital nourishment, which can lead to other illnesses. The decreased nutrient absorption that occurs in celiac disease is especially serious in children, who need proper nutrition to develop and grow.
No treatment can cure celiac disease. However, you can effectively manage celiac disease through changing your diet." |
It is also hereditary and genetic in nature and can be passed from one generation to the next and often runs in families. Frequently there is a strong sense of denial or guilt when parents find this bit of information out. Speaking from my own personal experience I know that my Mother feels incredibly responsible some how for passing this "burden" on to me. The saddest part is we're not sure that it comes from her side of the family (though I suspect it might). She won't get tested... but that is her story and not mine. I feel that it doesn't matter really where it came from. I don't blame her or my Father. It is what it is and I just live my life around it.
| Quote: | "Although celiac disease, also called celiac sprue, is inherited and tends to occur in families of northwestern European descent, it can affect anyone. It can develop at any age. Symptoms in infants only appear after food containing gluten is introduced. The condition should be strongly suspected in pale, irritable infants who fail to thrive and who have a pot belly with flat buttocks and malodorous, bulky stools."
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I don't remember much as a baby but I've been told I was a good eater and my favorite food was mashed potatoes. I wish I had the picture to share with you here of me at about 1 1/2 sitting in my high chair *covered* in mashed potatoes. It was the first time I'd tried them and I think I got more ON me then IN me... I have always love potatoes best. Testing for CD (Celiac Disease) before the age of two is not recommended as the results can be skewed. However in some children it's quite obvious that they don't react well to gluten ingestion. In which case it maybe advisable to start them on a GF (gluten free) diet under the supervision of a knowledgeable physician.
I guess I remember my first real symptoms of CD at about the age of five or six. Not to say that I couldn't have had difficulty earlier - I just don't remember. Of course at the time we didn't have an inkling that I might have been susceptible to CD or gluten intolerance. My Mom, trying to be the best Mom she could, would insist that we have a nice hot "stick to your ribs" breakfast in us before we went off to school in the morning. That meant Cream of Wheat. I would complain that I didn't like it. I would have a tummy ache and she would shoo me off to school anyway. I think she must've thought I was just trying to get out of going to school. Which is silly really as I always liked the learning aspect of it, though sometimes I did struggle socially. I remember feeling ill every morning until about 10 am. Then we'd have lunch in the cafeteria. I don't remember feeling particularly ill at other times of the day - but maybe I did. Eventually I convinced my Mom that I'd rather have oatmeal* in the mornings. I remember her complaining that she had to make Cream of Wheat for my sister and oatmeal for me because neither of us would eat the other! Ah we were so difficult!
I also remember one time when I was about eight. We'd driven down to LA from the Bay Area for my Grandparents 50th Wedding Anniversary. We left the day after the party and there was cake that'd been left out from the night before. So I did what any normal kid would do. I wolfed down a piece of cake at 5am when no one was looking! lol We hit the road early and my Dad was one to "beat the traffic" so he was trying to get through the majority of LA before day light. My intestines on the other hand, had other ideas. This is the first time I can recall having what I came to think of as my typical gluten reaction.
It takes about 20 minutes for the gluten to hit my small intestines. When it does I get what I imagine feels like a hot flash, my palms get sweaty then a wave of nausea hits me followed by intestinal cramping that is quite painful. At this point I *need* to get to a bathroom - stat! Once in the bathroom I usually experience explosive diarrhea and depending on how much gluten I've ingested, vomiting. I can spend anywhere from 1/2 hour if it's a small amount of gluten to 3 or 4 hours in the bathroom repeating this cycle, especially if I've eaten a lot of gluten. After the initial "trauma" of the bathroom I find I'm exhausted and will usually take a nap if I can. I also experience "brain fog" for about three days afterwards. All in all a quite unpleasant experience.
I remember my Dad being so mad at me because I was wrecking his time table for getting out of LA. He wouldn't pull over!! I think I started to cry because I was going to be so sick. I didn't want to have an accident in my pants. I was helpless. I hated that feeling. He did finally stop at a gross gas station. I got so sick in that disgusting bathroom stall. I'll never forget it. Sadly he still forgets that I can't have wheat even though I've been on the diet eight years now. He has trouble dealing with illness and goes into denial mode. I've learned to deal with this as an adult but an eight year old girl needs the support of her family! Maybe that memory wouldn't be so traumatic for me if he'd just pulled over sooner and let me be sick for a little bit.
At the age of 10 I remember that my favorite kind of bread was potato bread. I would eat slices and slices of it as a snack all day long. It didn't bother me. I loved bread!
In high school I was friends with a girl who was bulimic. She would often swoon longingly at the sight of my emaciated frame. I was appalled at this because I was so often ill and didn't really know why. I just thought I had a bad gut. (I'm sure eating little sugar donuts every morning didn't help.) It just became a part of my life that no one questioned. I was the girl with the delicate stomach. After eating dinner I often times had to use the bathroom right away. My sister thought I was trying to get out of helping clear and clean up dishes. I wasn't! I would totally help as soon as I was done using the restroom. I would ask her to wait for me but she wouldn't. I think she just wanted to get me in trouble.
At this point my family had also acquired a ski boat and we'd go camping at the lake and water ski all day long for a few weeks every summer. I dreaded these trips because I never had the energy to participate for very long. Many of these vacations you can find pictures of me with my nose buried deep in a book. My poor sister just wanted to have fun and I was always too tired to really "play" with her. I regret that I didn't know about CD then. I would've gladly given up gluten to have had an energetic life!
When I was 19 years old I remember having had a sore throat for about five weeks. I was also excessively tired and cranky. I'm sure I was driving my poor family nuts. My mom finally put her foot down and insisted that I go see a doctor. He took one (very surprised) look at me and dx'd me with Hypothyroidism after finding a rather sizable goiter in my neck. I had a hard time dealing with the fact that I was only 19 and was going to have to be on medication for the rest of my life. I tried to avoid it and look for ways to mend myself without meds. I failed. Once I accepted that the synthroide did in fact help and started taking it daily my health picked up again.
My first few years of college (Remember how much I loved school? I managed to stay in college for seven years! I should've become a doctor with all that education - lol) Anyway I was pretty healthy in my early 20's. I don't remember getting (stomach) sick very often. I was also cutting a lot of the crap food out of my diet (dating a tri-athlete will influence your food choices!) and I was doing yoga three times a week and gymnastics for three hours a day four days a week. I was in the best shape of my life at 20/21.
When I turned 22 I couldn't stay at the community college where I'd earned my AA (too bad - I loved Cabrillo College) so moved up to San Francisco to work on my BA... I lived with my sister and did a lot of growing up at that time. I do remember going out at night drinking with friends. Whisky and Guinness were always on the "menu". I was always so sick the next morning. I never could understand it. I never made the connections. Some nights I would have just fruity rum drinks and would be "fine" the next morning. (as fine as you can be with a *normal* hangover). But always better then when I drank what I preferred (Guinness and /or whisky). In general though I was pretty healthy. I was also experiencing a lot of head colds and sore throats at this time. I remember coming home during that first or second summer for out patient surgery to have my tonsils removed. My doctor said the tissue was so destroyed by bacteria that there wasn't anything to grab onto. He literally had to scoop them out. I think this is gross. lol. I nearly stopped having any head colds after that - woot!
When I turned 25 I experienced a physical trauma. (Please don't ask me about this I won't tell you.) It was the "trigger" for my CD to begin in earnest.
| Quote: | | "Pregnancy, severe stress, physical trauma, or a viral infection can trigger celiac disease in susceptible people for reasons that aren't well-understood. Celiac disease also is more common among people with type 1 diabetes and thyroid disease." |
Within six months of this trauma I started to experience celiac related illness more then ever before. I would have diarrhea nearly every day. I would throw up all the time**. I started developing other long term health issues. I had weird blistery watery sores in my mouth, I was always tired and quite irritable, occasionally irrational. My hair started to thin, I lost an unhealthy amount of weight, amongst other things. It was horrible. Over the course of the next five years my health deteriorated dramatically. I was also trying to keep up a crazy pace in my new career and working 60+ hour work weeks. I would often skip lunch (unless cantelop would remind me and drag me off somewhere to eat - which usually consisted of a sandwhich). I lived with my old college flat mate who's favorite food was pasta. We ate a lot of it. It was cheap and filling. Eventually I couldn't eat it any more. I got so sick every time. Due to other very complex issues we had a bit of a falling out but continued to live together. At that time I stopped eating with her and I started cooking my own meals that often consisted of baked chicken with nothing on it, steamed veggies and plain rice or potato (of course potato!). I couldn't drink alcohol any longer. One sip would put me in the bathroom. I couldn't digest fats - same deal. I couldn't eat raw veggies - the fiber would kill me. I tried to juice all my fruits and veggies just to get some nutrients. I was a walking zombie for five long years. The only exception to this were my various trips to China when I would pretty much eliminate gluten from my diet by the sheer change in types of food that were available for me to eat there. I always felt more energized somehow after eating rice and veggies and odd animal parts for a few weeks I would come back "refreshed". Of course still not making the connection I would start eating gluten again once I got back to the States and begin to feel like crap shortly thereafter.
" | Quote: | "Basically, part of your body is attacking itself," says Joseph A. Murray, M.D., a gastroenterologist and celiac disease expert at Mayo Clinic, Rochester, Minn. "Gluten in the diet triggers a reaction from the immune system that causes the lining of the small intestine to become swollen and inflamed."
As a result, tiny hair-like projections in the small intestine called villi shrink and sometimes disappear. Microscopically resembling the deep pile of a plush carpet, villi absorb vitamins, minerals and other nutrients from food.
"You no longer have a carpet," says Dr. Murray. "It looks more like a tile floor. You lose the ability to digest and absorb nutrients from the food you eat."
Malabsorption can deprive the brain, nervous system, bones, liver and other organs of nourishment and cause vitamin deficiencies that may lead to other illnesses."
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Toward the end I started going to GI specialists trying to get help. I felt I wasn't experiencing just "normal Jenn" stomach issues any longer this was something more. It was something that was going to kill me eventually. I started to go to a lot of different doctors at that point. They all looked at me like I was crazy. I had one tell me it was bad heartburn and gave me a new drug on the market - prilosec. I *never had* heartburn! I was so disgusted with him. I went to another doctor. This one injected me with dye and took pictures of my intestines. Clean bill of health. (Then why all the puking?!) The next doctor made me drink barium and took x-rays of me. Everything looks normal! (Is this much diarrhea normal?) Another one took stool samples. No parasites! Another would do blood draws. All good! I'd give up for a while and just try to live with it but it was becoming harder and harder.
By 29 I was under huge amounts of stress. My health sucked. My friendship was over with my college room mate and I moved out. My relationship with my then fiance was going nowhere and I needed to end it. Work was more stressful then it had ever been after being promoted several levels up I was now managing people as well as product. I was at a breaking point.
It was at at this time that my parents had decided to retire in Bend Oregon. My sister and BIL were already living in Portland Oregon. I would be the last one of my immediate family to remain in the SF / Bay Area. My Dad's rheumatoid arthritis was crippling him and he was chair bound nearly every day. My Mom was slated to have her thyroid removed and my Dad couldn't possibly take care of her in his condition. So I did what you do for family when push comes to shove. I quit my life and moved to Bend to take care of my folks. I packed up everything and put it in storage and stayed with them for 9 months bringing just what would fit in my beat up Toyota Corolla.
I had to find a new general doctor in Bend as my endocrinologist in SF refused to refill my thyroid meds once I'd moved out of state. I was lazy in looking for a new doc until I didn't have that anymore! I found a new doc and went to see him for a "getting to know you" visit. We talked about my thyroid and then I started discussing my bad stomach issues. I remember telling him that at one point I'd been reduced to eating nothing but plain chicken, rice and steamed veggies. My Mom thought I was being poisoned by something (Bus fumes? My flat in SF was in a horrible industrial area!) I think he made the connection and said, "I think you have Celiac Sprue." I remember feeling cold and scared. He had named it! But what was it? What did that mean? Was there surgery? Was it terminal? He said he needed to run some blood tests. I was 30.
| Quote: | "There is no "typical" celiac case. Most people with the disease, according to Dr. Murray, have general complaints like intermittent diarrhea and bloating, or they may have no gastrointestinal symptoms at all. The symptoms of celiac disease also can resemble those of other conditions such as irritable bowel syndrome, gastric ulcers, anemia, skin disorders or a nervous condition.
Dr. Murray says that recent advances in blood testing have helped detect celiac disease. A diagnosis made on the basis of blood tests can be confirmed with a biopsy of intestinal tissue obtained through an endoscopic tube or by observing the results of a strict, gluten-free diet. It is important that people not go on a gluten-free diet before seeking a medical evaluation. Doing so may change the results of blood tests and biopsies so that they appear to be normal."
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My blood-work came back inconclusive. He gave me an option. Get a biopsy done or try the GF diet. I didn't know at the time what those different choice meant in the way of an official dx. I just new I didn't want to be knocked out and have tube inserted down my throat! I went with the GF diet option. Sounded easier. ;^) I would've made the biopsy choice now if I'd known then what I know now.
As it was I went home that afternoon and read up on CD as much as I could glean off the net. I cut out all the obvious gluten, breads, beer, pizza etc. I didn't have "one last hurrah" because I was just "trying" the diet out. On day three I woke up a changed woman! I remember thinking to myself,"Is this what's it's like to be normal? I'm not cranky! I'm not tried! I'm hungry!" I was never hungry before in the morning. I was always tired and cranky. I was on cloud 9 feeling the best I'd felt in ages! I remember vowing to never eat gluten again. I know it doesn't work this way for a lot of people but it was proof enough for me that regardless if I had CD or was gluten intolerant or had a sensitivity or whatever it didn't matter. Gluten and I were parting ways - permanently! I was on the road to better health! It took a full year for all my other odd little symptoms to fade and of course I learned the hard way about some of the food gluten could be hidden in so it wasn't always smooth sailing but in general it was great. I also joined a gym at this time and started working out for three hours a day six days a week with a trainer. I lost a ton of weight and got my hard 21 yo body back. Life was good. Then... the money ran out. (Doesn't it always?!) So I moved out of my parents house and moved to Portland and got a job at Nike. By then my Mom had had her surgery and was pretty much recovered. My Dad was allowed to go on a new experimental drug which brought him back to life - it was a miracle drug! He still takes it. It makes all the difference for him. I was was gluten free and truly felt good for the first time maybe ever.
After about four years of being GF I felt like I was missing something. I had gotten so much out of going GF and I knew there were others out there suffering like I had. It was senseless - they just needed to know that they had to stop eating gluten and it could turn their life around! I wanted to help. I wanted to give back. At that time I discovered that the Gluten Intolerance Group (GIG) National Convention was being held in Portland. I wanted to participate in someway as I couldn't afford to attend (It was several hundred dollars for the weekend). I contacted the person in charge of donations for the raffle and was able to get them some really nice Nike product. We really hit it off and they "snuck" me into the conference! It was great. I learned a lot and was really inspired. The next month I went to my first support group meeting just to see what it was about. I didn't know at the time but the whole group had been in turmoil and this meeting was the first of a splinter group! (Ah the drama llama lives!) So they were looking for volunteers. They asked if someone would maintain the membership list. I volunteered. Ah, long ago and far away.
As it is with volunteer work I got sucked further and further in. I've learned a lot more than I imagined possible when I first joined and have met some really wonderful people. I get phone calls from scared newly dx'd Celiacs on a weekly basis and I know it helps them to talk to someone who's been there, done that. It's possible to make it to the other side. I also write the support group letter which gets distributed to nearly 200 hundred members and just as many doctors, dietitians, chiropractors, nutritionists, nurses and naturopaths. I maintain the support group blog. I've given up the membership list finally and with much relief. But the good fight never ends. As more and more people are dx'd there will be a greater need to educate them and provide good resources to help them adjust. With time, patience and support they will come to terms with it and be able to live a much more productive, healthier and happier life. I want to be apart of their "new world".
*I react to oatmeal differently then wheat, barley and rye. Oats make me bloated and give me wet blistery sores in my mouth. Wheat, barley and rye can make me vomit and nearly always give me diarrhea.
**I'm a pro at puking! Not anything I ever aspired to but I can get it over with quickly and as comfortably as possible. Hot tip: Stand up! Bend over at the waist and let gravity do the work for you. ;^) How sick is that? lol _________________ Cheers!
Jenn
GF BD: Feb. 2001
Free of wheat, barley, rye, oats, rice, dairy, eggs, almonds, pineapple and brewers yeast.
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