First, thanks for your help with the salad dressing and teriyaki responses. From your valued imput I take it that I was just lucky with the teriyaki and it is now on the "No Way" list.
This all started for me in early August. Several hospital stays/visits and six doctors later I now know for sure I have Celiac. Especially after I stopped the diet after a biopsy when a Dr. told me I was negative for Celiac, and I started grazing on pizza, breads, cookies, pasta etc,,,,, and my body went into shock,,,,, I'm talking 25 to 35 trips to the toilet daily for over a week and the time not on the toilet was spent curled up in a ball (fetal) on my bed. Each time it was like a gallon of pure water coming out in less than a second. So violent that regardless of which toilet I used everyone in the house could hear me. It was disgusting. The only positive was my three grown children finally all moved out and got their own places. Not only was the Celiac kicking my butt,,,,, but I felt like I was stuck in that movie "Failure to Launch".
Thanks to you guys I was able to understand why the biopsy was negative and why I could still have Celiac. When the blood work came back positive for Celiac I then knew there was no doubt.
Just when I really felt like I was back to where I was when I went off the diet thinking I was Celiac negative, three weeks ago I ate Hillshire smoked sausage and three hours later I was back to square one. I had uncontrollable diarrhea and constant stomach pain/cramping again. 20 - 25 trips daily to the toilet and a gallon of pure fluid in less than a second. This lasted two weeks and then I went into four and a half days of constipation. Once the dam broke I have been feeling much better.
Yesterday was the absolute first day I felt like I was myself again. My arms and legs are thinner than they have ever been with constant spasms and tingling, and my stomach is bloated beyond belief,,,,,, but my spirit is back and I am ready to join the human race again. Also,,,,, I only went to the toilet five times yesterday and it was oatmeal like, not pure water/fluid.
I celebrated by taking my 21 year old son over to the tennis courts and beating him 10-9 in a stickball home run derby game. He beat me two sets to one in tennis, but just barely. Not bad for an old man that has been through where I have been for the past six months. By the way my son was an All-Central Florida football player, he was no easy opponent. He made me pull from within. I remember my first day in an NFL camp when my arms and legs ached so bad,,,,, that was nothing compared to how these little skinny arms and legs feel now. But, the important thing is I made it through the day.
Well I'm almost "there" thanks to my new doctor,,,,, but mostly thanks to you guys. Especially Ken, Deb and Momma Goose.
Ken, you were "right on" with everything. Being the same age/sex and you going through this right before me,,,,, made it almost believable that there would once again be a day when I could leave the house without the threat of going in my pants in public. Yesterday was that day. I'm back.
Deb, thank you so very much for the personal emails and words of encouragement.
Momma Goose, thank you for taking the time also. Your info you passed on was so valuable in my effort to beat this thing.
All three of you guys inspired me and I thank you and all the other posters for taking the time out of your busy schedules to help me and the other new Celiac's.
What I have learned is Celiac is so very different in individuals. I'm 56 and my symtoms were very similar to Ken's who is also 56. My diarrhea was a little more severe, his nausea was a little more severe, but our pain/cramping and bloating was about the same. His arms and legs got a little worse than mine, which tells me he must be one strong determined SOB to pull through it and be walking up mountains. That speaks volumes about his strength and character to me.
If someone were to suggest walking up a mountain to me today, I could only say "are you nuts?". "How about a little stickball or tennis?".
When I was a head college football coach I was quoted in the newspaper as saying "sometimes it's better to be lucky than good". Yesterday with the "Teriyaki" episode I learned that with Celiac "it's better to be smart than lucky". That was absolutey stupid on my part to risk all that I have gained on something that may, or may not, have put me back to square one. To make matters worse, my wife made me sleep in the back bedroom by myself. At least my little Sharpai cuddled up with me.
Thanks again to you all, and God Bless,
Joe Hoffman
