Picture this...we arrive at our dear friend's home for Christmas dinner, turkey is ready to carve, and all precautions have been graciously taken to accommodate our family's need for a gluten-free meal. And what to my wondering eyes should appear, but a box of chicken stock used to moisten that gloriously golden bird. I looked at the ingredients and didn't see anything suspicious (except it didn't say gluten free). I made an immediate decision to risk it. After all, we were guests surrounded by our closest friends, and I felt as if there were a forcefield of love protecting me.
Fast forward to 1:15am and I realize that I've been glutened. I'm violently throwing up. Ugh! I'm frustrated, exhausted, and angry at being weak to this vile substance.
It has now been 36 hours since I was glutened. Today I have the energy to share with you. Beware of unqualified chicken stock.
The photo above represents the "gluten puzzle." Gluten intolerance is a multi-dimensional syndrome or disease. I will keep sharing my experiences in hopes that the puzzle is solved for others.