I was put on this earth for one purpose and one purpose only. To eat.
I. Love. Food. Plain and simple. I am one of those people who savors, licks, moans and ahhhsssss when eating. I don’t know if my taste buds are super sensitive or what, but eating yummy food is an orgasmic experience. In my own defense, I don’t eat a lot of junk food. I just eat big portions of yummy real food.
I do not consider myself overweight…more like a bit over my ideal weight. Maybe a little round, plump,
hefty healthy, but not over the top. More out of shape recently since exercising has not been possible due to my d%*#@ cervical stenosis. It hurts when I walk or…move.
In the past, I could maintain my semi-ideal weight because I could exercise some. This kind of sucks now. Because I am eating the same amounts.
I have a wonderful, funny, teeny tiny, skinny, health conscious dear friend who has a teeny tiny stomach who also happens to be an awesome nutritionist. She works with very poor families trying to help them eat better while the federal government continues to cut the program she works for. She is compassionate and is truly making a difference in this world.
I call her, Mama. Just for fun. She calls me that too. So, Mama as I said earlier, is teeny teeny teeny tiny. She looks at food and immediately feels full. She is basically my opposite. We often go out to eat together and it is guaranteed that she will have a doggy bag to take home whereas me…not a chance.
Mama goes to many seminars to stay updated on the latest nutritional information. She hates to see me suffer in pain, so she looks out for me. She has read several articles stating that a gluten-free diet has been known to help patients with Rheumatoid Arthritis. These patients have felt a significant difference once they are gluten-free. Mama keeps gently letting me know this information and says, “I’m just throwing it out there”, for me to consider.
Ay. Help. Me? The Queen of bread & pasta, gluten-free? Me? The one who loves ALL foods? Me? The one who hates grocery shopping because it is exhausting – and would now have to shop for hours looking at the ingredients? Me? The one who can barely muster the energy to cook because standing for too long in the kitchen hurts my feet? Me? Who is Puerto Rican and loves fried Puerto Rican food? Me?
Ay. I suppose I should try it. If people are experiencing an improvement in their symptoms, then it must be worth it. Maybe going gluten-free would give me more energy so that I could shop and cook more often. Maybe…but, did I mention how much I love food?
I know it is much easier to go gluten-free these days. There are plenty of labeled foods and special areas at the grocery stores…that’s a good thing. It is easier to order gluten free meals at restaurants as well…another good thing.
I could try it for a couple of weeks and see how it goes. Ay… I don’t know. Maybe I could hire a personal chef who will buy all the food and cook it for me. All I would have to do is to walk to the dining room, sit down and eat. That sounds wonderful! Ay.
Should I, Could I or Gluten I?