The denouement is worth the ride to ridding oneself of any kind of affliction, as summersetharmony so aptly describes.
It’s taken me just over 2 years to accept that I can’t eat wheat or milk. Milk was a lot easier to abstain from. It kind of tasted weird and was never really a desired drink unless if cookies were accompanying it. Because I have very fond memories of eating whole baguettes with butter during my childhood, giving up bread was absolutely a totally different story.
I remember the fateful day when, after a year of randomly swelling lips and hives and other various symptoms, I finally called my allergist and explained what was happening. The verdict was that I had to cut out six foods. They were: wheat, milk, eggs, peanuts, garlic, and onion. So for the entirety of my winter break in college during my senior year, I participated in an elimination diet and skin prick testing. My diet then consisted predominately of beans and rice. I probably…
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