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Team Support At Our Annual Potluck

February 13, 2012

This weekend, my swim team had our annual pre-conference potluck and tee-shirt decorating party. Everyone brought a dish to share. After my diagnosis of Celiac, events like this have not sounded as exciting as they did in the past. All I can think about is how much of an inconvenience I am to everyone else.

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Nutritionist Knows Best

February 7, 2012

Today, after over a week of struggling through my gluten-free diet without any guidance (except for the Internet), I finally got to meet with my school’s athletic nutritionist. Although the Internet taught me a lot of background information, I am happy to report that I have clarified some of the inconsistencies the Internet provided. I also got some great ideas for my everyday life!

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Gluten-Free Tip: Keep A Sweet With You At All Times!

February 4, 2012

I am officially one week into my gluten-free diet, and I have made it through with only one major temptation. I have had numerous minor temptations, but they have been easy to overcome. For example, I have three gluten-eating roommates. When I walk upstairs into the kitchen and see a bag of pretzels opened, I have moments when I forget I can no longer eat them. As soon as I start to walk over to the bag and grab a handful, I am reminded by the annoying voice in my head that those pretzels are not gluten-free. I sulk for a moment, and then move on to my trail mix or cheese sticks.

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My Diagnosis of Celiac Disease

January 29, 2012

The journey to discovering my Celiac Disease started about three years ago. And trust me, it was a long and complicated one. It all started when I noticed abnormal amounts of hair loss, so I went to the doctor. He ran some blood tests and found that my iron count was low. In other words, I was anemic. The doctor told me to take three iron pills a day until I started feeling better, and he sent me on my way. About a year later, I had backed off the amounts of iron I was taking (mostly because I was lazy and no one was there to make me take them).

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