I had my first glutening this week and I hope to never have it happen again. Of course this will be next to impossible unless I shun the outside world and ban gluten from my house.
Sunday night I went to have gelato and reused the ice cream scoop. I rinsed off the scoop but didn’t wash it. I didn’t realize that my boyfriend used the scoop on ice cream that had gluten in it (Breyer’s Thin Mint, in case you were wondering).
Yes, I glutened myself. I feel incredibly stupid. I did go out and by myself a pretty magenta ice cream scoop so there’s that.
I would not wish glutening on any one. It felt like I was coming down with the flu. Monday I was so exhausted I came home from work and couldn’t get off the couch. I didn’t have a fever but my body was emitting a lot of heat, which usually doesn’t happen. My temperature was actually below normal.
This is what I looked like at work on Tuesday. Can you tell how tired I look?
I went to work on Tuesday, which was a big mistake. I became more exhausted as the day wore on. I ended with a migraine and extreme sensitivity to light and sound. I was moody and depressed. I couldn’t think straight. I wanted to eat everything in sight, and I did. I had no energy. It was early to bed for me.
I stayed home Wednesday. My alarm went off and I just couldn’t get up. I tried. I hit snooze once and then reset my alarm. I still couldn’t get going. My bed was calling and I gave in. I spent most of the day sleeping.
Thursday and Friday I went to work. I still wanted to eat everything and just sleep. Thursday night I went to bed at 8:45. I cannot believe how tired this made me. I guess this is my welcome to having an autoimmune disease.
I wanted to work out and run all week but I couldn’t. I kept saying, “Today I will go for a walk” but never did. Finally on Saturday I went for an hour walk and did a yoga video. I felt pretty good until about 10 pm. Sunday I also went for an hour walk but didn’t get in any yoga. I felt pretty good and not nearly as tired as Saturday night.
I also had some very strange dreams. I usually don’t remember my dreams but I woke up several mornings this week and could vividly remember the strange things my mind comes up with while sleeping.
Hopefully being glutened is a rare occurrence because this sucks. It knocked me out for the entire week.
