Last SOS Push and Going Gluten-Free

I’m working on pairs 17 & 18 for SOS, and hoping to get to 20 by Monday at 10PM, when the Most Socks contest closes. It will be tight. After that, well….hmmm…knitting shawls, reading, watching TV–normal life in other words! Or as normal as my life can be.

I was Plurking this morning about going gluten-free, and got too many questions to answer on Plurk, so here’s the quick run-down on that for Plurkbuds and anyone else who might find the info helpful.

First, let me say that I’ve been feeling bad. And I mean reeeaaaallly baaaaadddd for months. (And not the Isaac Hayes version of badness. I mean bad as in lousy, awful, wretched.) I’m not going for sympathy here, but I’m just saying that I’ve been pretty much non-functioning for a long time. I drag myself from bed and manage to make it to work and struggle through my three or four hours there, and that’s about it. Some days I don’t even have the energy to shower (I do spit-baths, as my mother calls them. Don’t freak–I’m clean, just not squeaky-clean!) I can’t even begin to describe the mind-numbing, bone-breaking fatigue I stagger around in all the time, and I’m fed up with it.

I’ve been blaming it on the fibromyalgia and lack of exercise, but I’ve had in the back of my mind that I’ve not been eating well, so yesterday I got a couple of books on FM and gluten-intolerence, and I am seriously convinced that I must go gluten-free.

Now, I’ve known for some years that I can’t tolerate wheat well. No, let me re-phrase that. When I eat wheat, my abdomen distends until I look five months pregnant, my eyes feel like they sink two inches into my head, and I start feeling too weak to breathe. The natural response to this would be to stop eating wheat, right? Alas, when you have a sensitivity, you tend to crave the very thing you’re sensitive to because as soon as you eat it, you feel better briefly–very briefly. It’s a vicious cycle. Add to that the fact that wheat and/or gluten is in almost every single processed food we eat, and it’s tough. (Last night I discovered that my herb tea contains barley, which contains gluten. Who knew?) Top it off with the problem of not feeling like shopping or cooking, and you end up eating processed junk food all the time, and the cycle continues.

So to answer a couple of questions from this morning: one way to figure out if you’re sensitive to a certain food is to think about how your gut feels. If you have any symptoms of irritable bowel, a food sensitivity is a possibility. Here’s how I would go about figuring it out (with the caveat that I’m not a medical professional in any way, but I have been through this.) If you find that you crave a certain food–say bread–eliminate it from your diet for a week (some pros say two weeks, but I suspect a week will do it.) That means eliminate completely. No bread, crackers, pasta, croutons, breaded foods, rye, barley, cookies, and so on. Avoid oatmeal as well, as it can be cross-contaminated because of growing or processing conditions. After going the week, fix up a nice dish of couscous or pasta or a couple of pieces of toast and chow down. (Same for any other suspected food; eliminate for a week, then have some and see how you feel.)

Here’s what happened the day the light bulb went on for me–I fixed a dish of couscous for lunch and wolfed it. Within twenty minutes I felt like I was dying. I could barely sit up on the sofa for the fatigue, and my heart was thumping–not racing, but thumping harder than usual, if that makes sense. Suddenly it clicked. All those years of bloating, pain, and fatigue could almost certainly be pegged to the fact that I lived on bagels and Raisin Bran. (Seriously, I used to eat Raisin Bran at least twice a day. I thought my body didn’t tolerate raisins well. Huh.) I did go to a food allergist and had some other tests to confirm it, but that day, I KNEW.

I’ve avoided wheat since then. Sort of. But it’s really, really hard. Especially when you’re a lazy cook, as I am. But I do know that when I buckled down and stocked the pantry with “safe” foods, I felt better. So I have to do that again, only more thoroughly this time, because I discovered from my books that there are more things that contain gluten than I thought. And I’ll have to go through a sort of withdrawal from the cravings for bread, and weirdly enough, beer. I don’t crave beer for the alcohol, it’s the taste, the mouth-feel, the stout yeasty flavor. But it’s essentially liquid bread.

According to the specialists, here are the most likely culprits for food sensitivity: dairy, soy, yeast, wheat, corn, and eggs. Most people who are lactose-intolerant know it, but the others are sneaky because they are in so much of our processed food. And, as much as I love my doctor, I have to say that this is one of those subjects that the mainstream medical community doesn’t deal with very much. In all the years I’ve been treated for FM, none of my doctors has suggested dietary changes or nutritional guidance.

I could go on and on about it, but if any of this raises a red flag in your mind for yourself or anyone in your family, there is a lot of information out there. You have to go looking for it, though, because you probably won’t hear it from your doctor. I say “probably” but I’m sure there are exceptions. BTW, although my sensitivity causes me to feel fatigued, in children it often comes out as hyperactivity and irritability.

Sensitivity is different from a true allergy. An allergy causes your body to release different hormones, or whatever it is that it releases (told you I’m not a medical expert!) When you’re talking about allergies, it’s usually stuff like shellfish or peanuts, where people have their tongues swell up and their throats close and can even go into anaphalactic shock. That’s one of the reasons food sensitivities are overlooked or underrated, IMO. If you don’t swell up and choke, you must not have a problem, right? Tell that to someone who’s lactose-intolerant.

I can’t be positive how much, or if I will feel better if I go gluten-free, but I strongly suspect that there will be an improvement. I know there was before, so I’m hanging on to that hope, because feeling this way is just impossible. For the record, let me say that I’ve had tests for everything from lupus to thyroid problems to heart disease. According to the tests, I’m in perfect health. That’s why I sit and cry at my desk at work from the effort of holding my head up. (My, wasn’t THAT a pathetic picture!)

On a brighter note: I’ve scored some Wollmeise! Ravelry was all abuzz the past week because of the Wollmeise releases at The Loopy Ewe. Some of the lovely people who managed to get more than one or two skeins generously offered to sell or trade, so I’ve got at least one coming, thanks to msknitsox. The nice thing about Ravelry is that for the most part, everyone gets along so well. Yes, there are disagreements, but apologies are freely offered and accepted, and the generosity and sharing spirit are wonderful.

I’m going to go have my last piece of Toll House Pie. If anyone knows of a nice gluten-free recipe for that, let me know, will ya?

Almost Vacation Time!

I haven’t been spending much time on the computer at all, so I feel really out of touch. I’m sure all kinds of interesting things are going on in Plurk, but I can’t keep up, so I declare “Plurkruptcy” on the “View Replies” button and start all over. I’m sure there are lots of new blog posts for me to read as well, and let’s not even talk about Ravelry! When did things get so complicated? So much for simplifying! Thoreau’s head would explode if he were suddenly dropped in someone’s computer room.

So, SOS. Well, I finished pair #13, and am poking at pair #14 occasionally, but the thrill is gone. BUT! I have a week off coming up, so after work tomorrow, I declare myself officially On Vacation (even if it is at home!) I’m trying to decide between being a total slob and knitting all day every day, or getting some big stuff out of the way, like finishing the basement clean-out that I started a couple of weeks ago.  Depending on which way it goes, I may get back into the SOS swim of things, but I’m not sure. Something else jumped on my needles last weekend, I’m embarrassed to admit, so I’m making no firm promises. One thing’s for sure. I need to hit the store and stock up on ice cream and other healthy snacks.

It’s very possible that I could not even leave the house next week, except for my violin lesson and Bible study groups. That’s a little scary. I’m not agoraphobic in the least–I just like to be home. I do enjoy hitting a bookstore at least once a week, and there are the obligatory yarn shop visits, but otherwise I’m truly a homebody (no, not homeboy. Completely different thing, that.)  But I also know that it’s better for me to get out and mingle, even though it’s difficult. Mostly it’s because I’m so stinkin’ tired all the time from the fibromyalgia.

Speaking of FM, maybe I should use next week to start getting back into some sort of exercise schedule. I was taking ballet classes for the past few years, but I hurt my back in February, and haven’t been back since. So when I do start back, it will be absolute murder on my body. That’s one of the things about FM–it takes so much longer to build strength than it does for other people, and you lose it so much faster. So if I take class, that means the whole day is shot because I will pretty much be in bed the rest of the day–at least for the first couple of weeks until I get some strength built up. That would be a good use of my vacation time, though, because I will feel so much better once I get back to regular exercise. But I’ll lose so much knitting time!

Decisions, decisions. Ah, well, we’ll see what happens. Maybe if I rummage in my sock yarn bag I’ll get the urge for sock knitting back!

Slogging Along

I’m still fighting whatever has got me down; probably a fibromyalgia flare, about which I can do almost nothing but ride it out. The fatigue is mind-blowing. I drag myself to work and stagger home and collapse and that’s about it. When I don’t even feel like knitting, I know I’m in bad shape!

I did have a nice violin lesson today, which lifted my spirits a little. Oh, and I learned something about practicing at home. Do not practice under a moving ceiling fan! Who knew it was that low?? It’s a wonder I didn’t break my bow. What’s worse is that Missy was piggy-backing the baby on her shoulders the other day and ran her little noggin right into the moving fan. Yeowch!!

I’m still knitting slowly on socks. I just finished one of WendyKnits Seaweed Socks in a beautiful green-shaded Araucania Ranco Multy They are super-easy to knit, and Missy has been raving about them since the pattern first started appearing on the needles. I’ve cast on the second one, but it’s slow going since I feel so cruddy.

I also joined a spin-for-ten-minutes-a-day group on Ravelry, so I’ve been using my drop spindle a bit, which is a nice change. Right now it seems like I can only do things in 10-minute-or-less increments. I couldn’t even solve Sudoku in today’s paper, even though it was the easy level.

I do want to post some photos, but my 10 minutes are almost up. Here’s a hint: check out Wee Ones on Etsy. The woman is an artist. I got several sets of stitch markers from her the other day, and I’m afraid to look at her site again for fear I’ll see something else I must have. The ones I just got were custom-made for me, so they’re really special.

My 10 minutes is up. Time for my next 10-minute ice cream break.