About a week ago I ate an entire, rather large, donut from Union Square Donuts. And....nothing happened! Except maybe my mouth felt a bit funny? So it seems that I can eat gluten again. Lots of it. Well, comparatively. But maybe I shouldn't eat too much?
I am shook, as the kids say. This is literally the stuff of dreams for me. I used to dream that I'd eaten a big piece of regular cake and nothing bad happened. Every so often over the past ten years, during my waking hours, I'd think, "Hm, it's been a while since I had a gluten attack. Maybe it's not an issue anymore?". Then I'd get glutenned and my body would make it clear that it was most definitely still A Thing. So I gave up on that thought and resigned myself to a lifetime of gluten-free eating.
What changed? Your guess is as good as mine. I have some theories. Maybe I had a leaky gut, and avoiding gluten for long enough allowed it to heal? Maybe the immunotherapy I've been on for cat, grass, and mold gave my bored immune system something else to do? Maybe it was part of my suspected
MCAS* and the quercetin I've been taking helped?
I'm still digesting (har har) what this means for me. I went to a social gathering recently where someone brought a gluten-y treat – and I got to have some! I participated in a celebratory food ritual! Also, next time I travel I can...just buy a wrap at the airport! Or eat what they have for a vegetarian meal on the plane! A whole new world has opened up for me...
*That's another whole post.