In January 2017, after years of struggle with my digestive system, I was diagnosed with a beginning stage of Celiac Disease. Honestly, I felt relieved because I thought I had cancer. Yes, not a joke, I was so sick some times that I thought I had some terrible disease and my end is not far from me.
Every night in the last 3 years before my diagnose, I remember, I would come home from work, exhausted and trembling. I did not want to talk to anyone, just simply went straight to my bedroom from the entrance door and laid there until my body calmed down. Then I would take a shower, ate something and went to bed. And that was the key moment when the sickness started, after the body calmed down. In that moment I would start feeling that my inner side of my stomach’s upper part was tearing me apart. It is not like you have a food poisoning, it is worse. As a kid – because I loved fast food, actually I grew up on hamburgers, french fries and pizzas, sweets as much as you can think of – if I had some food poisoning (actually very rarely happened), I would vomit and that was it. This was worse. No vomiting helped. Diarrhea was something I got used to, I simply started living with it or feeling bloated and not having any need to go to the toilet.
To make the long story short, finally I was told what was my problem and I immediately changed my diet. I remember my close friend took the results from the hospital and read my diagnose on the phone. I closed the phone with him and searched the internet and… Alleluia, Eureka!! – Not a big deal – I thought!! I told my family that from now on I have to eat different food and just simply start living healthier.
But what actually meant – eating healthier food and start living a healthy life??
My Healthy Celiacs 