So, apparently it can get worse.
I feel like my entire world has shifted – like anything and everything I do just isn’t enough. I don’t eat much, and when I do, it’s either a lot or not a lot, and it’s typically the things I love.
I have to say goodbye to Pringles, leftover meats, Old El Paso Refried Beans, spices and seasonings, dinner rolls…
Here, I’ll demonstrate.
I have to have a mold-free, yeast-free and dairy-free diet, but non-dairy dairy items are okay.
Half the things left on that list I hate. Most of the things on that list (like the GRAPES) make me happy, like really happy.
I have to do this, because I got allergy tested.
A dietitian is in the near future.
I’ve found gluten-free items to sometimes be close to what is needed for me.
Also, I knew I’m lactose intolerant, as did she… Yet, she gave me Symbicort. Well, shit. -.-
I didn’t even get tested for FOOD. I GOT TESTED FOR EVERYDAY THINGS, AND THIS IS WHAT I GET FOR IT!
And now I’m afraid to get tested for food. Afraid to ask, afraid to get tested, afraid to see the results.