Gluten Intolerance

So. Apparently one can suddenly display signs of gluten intolerance. Obviously, I'm not a doctor. However, I've found recently that imbibing the following leads to unpleasantness:

• Pizza
• Cookies/Crackers
• Sandwiches (healthy or otherwise)
• Chips

To preclude any snide comments about shitty eating, I would like to note that that is something that I've been experiencing for a couple months now, and that sandwiches and chips are the main culprits. I am also not overly fond of beer, but I don't drink that often enough for that to be an issue. In fact, beyond occasionally sipping Gon's or trying one I've never seen, it's very difficult for me to go near beer with a ten-foot pole. Thank goodness.

Anyway, so for awhile, I thought it was lactose intolerance. Pizza absolutely incapacitated me, as did a swiss and mushroom veggie burger. I didn't feel fabulous after a celebratory ice cream cone with Tyler. But since spontaneous lactose intolerance is much more popularly written upon (at least on the internet) I attributed it to that. It wasn't until chips last night, as well as some tea cookies later, which made me question whether it was in fact lactose products, but in fact maybe wheat/gluten, so I experimented today with some cheese and avocado and pesto and celery and peanut butter (all things which have the potential in some way or another to bring about the symptoms). After having waited about half an hour, I had some of the tea cookies, and there was my answer. The cookies, not anything preceding, led to unpleasant symptoms, and after I looked around on the internet, I've found that gluten intolerance could explain not only that but a couple other things I've experienced of late (such as the sudden onset of shortness of breath).

According to the Academy of Finland, there's actually a bit of a trend of growing percentages of gluten intolerance in the Finnish demographics; according to the same study, this can go unobserved for quite awhile as the symptoms can set in later. Which was something I didn't know.

And it's definitely not something I'm particularly happy about. I like my breads--I always have. And I like thick soups (oh my god...that tomato bisque...that's why I almost died afterwards...) and just about everything else wheat has ever been added to or used for. That's super unfortunate.

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Ingredients: Two pieces of whole wheat bread, pesto, avocado, swiss + provolone cheeses, white onion.
Instructions: Cut half the avocado into pieces and cover one piece of bread. Add onion pieces (not too much). Add cheeses. Slather a layer of pesto on the other piece of bread. Plop them together. Toast the sandwich until the cheese is melting. Cut in half for easy eating. Die from yumminess. Read this article about the health benefits of being a vegetarian.


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Beliefs collide--ten-hour date,
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Saturday night
Out with a friend
[This party is so fuckin dank]
I tell myself a few hours before
As I dress
Cuter than I would
I'm getting shit-faced
Or else spend
This entire night
Mourning the loss of an
Other existence

And my friend
He enables me
[This party is so fucking dank]
He enables me, doesn't he?
And I'm not thinking
Not thinking of my
Loss
Not considering my
Death


So here I am
And I drink
And I black out
For the first time,
[Believe it or not]
There is the prettiest
Frenchman
He is cool and collected
And I'm not thinking
I am NOT considering
LOSS DEATH

Welcome to you are a sad fuck

And then I black out

And I begin to shout

I say your names
Again and again
I shout
That I can't do it without you
Because that's what my
Subconscious believes
Against the will of my
Conscious
And when I puke
I'm puking without you
And when I sob
I'm sobbing about you
And when I pass out
I don't think of anything
Because I'm dead to the world

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