I can’t eat dairy.

I finally saw the doctor I waited 3 months to see.  He was nice, incredibly knowledgeable, and actually rolled his eyes at the things I told him other doctors have said to me.  He said he gets a lot of patients who have had doctors tell them they have “psychological problems” without trying to find the source of their problems.

He’s hooked me up with 3 requisition forms worth of blood tests, and a saliva adrenal panel that I have to mail to the USA with a customs form that explains that there might be saliva or human feces in the box.  HAVE FUN GUESSING WHICH ONE, CUSTOMS AGENT!

He gave me some supplements to take in the meantime, and reassured me that I’m not crazy and my problem is extremely common.  I could have hugged him.

And then I could have punched him, because he told me I should stop eating dairy.

NOOOOOOOOOOOOO.

I had a surprisingly easy time giving up gluten.  I’m not going to pretend that I don’t still miss a buttload of my favourite foods, and that it doesn’t suck whenever I want to go on vacation or out with my friends, but overall I have done a really good job with my new diet.  Almost 6 months and I’ve never cheated once (except by accident), and truthfully, I don’t really miss it all that much.

But I love dairy.  I love milk, I love cheese, I love yogurt.  I eat a huge bowl of Greek yogurt for breakfast, I put cheese on everything, and I drink milk every day.  I have had a REALLY hard time this past week.  It didn’t help that we had just gone grocery shopping a couple of days before my appointment and bought a TON of dairy products.  Which I ate shamelessly, telling myself I’d only eat stuff we already bought, but I couldn’t buy anything new.

Now it’s all gone, and I’m completely off dairy.  I have no idea how I am going to accomplish being a gluten-free, dairy-free vegetarian.  I’m trying to stay positive, but… cheese.

Sad face.

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