The Full Story

More and more people have been asking me health related questions lately: either questions about my history with food intolerance or Coeliac disease, questions about the symptoms I experienced and the tests I underwent; questions about the GAPS diet which I’ve been following for nearly 2 months now, its rationale and its actual impact on my condition. Most of the time, these questions seem to arise from people who are suffering “unclassified” yet consuming symptoms, and don’t know to whom to turn anymore, what doctor they should see, or what tests they should do. They simply want to know what could be causing their problem, and do something about it. But this quickly turns out to be an arduous quest, in some cases, a real Sisyphean endeavour.

I feel that these people are becoming more numerous. More and more often, I hear someone complaining about their health: be it gastrointestinal problems, weight issues, skin conditions, sensitivity of sorts, unusual fatigue, migraines, recurrent illness, depression… The list is long, and includes complaints so common that most people relate to at least one. Continue reading

How murky can fishy be?

It’s been happening more and more recently. Every time we have friends over in the evening, they seem intrigued by the “special” dinner I prepare for myself. Alongside all the dishes we put on the table, there’s always MY tray, with a bowl of soup, some eggs, avocado, weird mushy things, and a suspicious jar. The moment I open the jar, the curiosity in the eyes of our guests is instantly transformed… into horror, shooting thunderbolts that scream “what the f*** is that?!?”. I’m starting to get used to that sequence, yet I’m never bored to see the reaction on people’s faces when the stink trapped inside the jar hits their nostrils. They’re thinking “Is she really gonna eat that?”…

“Would you like to try some?” I backfire. “It’s fermented fish” I answer right before they ask. Continue reading

Fruitcake mom

A week ago, Karma and I were invited to an afternoon play date. Naturally, I figured the standard equation: afternoon + kids = snack, where the snack is a variable that is anything but unknown: it is seldom a healthy one. I often find myself a bit apprehensive of this particular detail in play dates or birthday parties. For some reason, wherever kids congregate, you’ll be sure to find gooey candies, chocolate bars, store-bought cakes, colored cookies, and the inevitable juice (did anyone say it contained fruit???). As if kids could not have fun if those elements were not part of the program. Continue reading

Take a swim with the fish

When, 5 years ago, I started one of my favourite activities, which is swimming in the morning, I set about doing widths, then lengths in a swimming pool. Then I switched to swimming in the sea.

Since I’ve been doing this all year round, I quickly found out that it was a normal occurrence to “stumble” (well, I don’t know if the word is appropriate in an aquatic context…) across the normal inhabitants of our beloved sea, FISH. Continue reading

Coeliac, me?!?

The first time I ever heard about Coeliac disease was from my colleague Jan, while I was munching on a delicious homemade sourdough sandwich during our lunch break. Back then, in 2008, I was right at the start of my bread baking journey, fulfilling my childhood dream of making delicious loaves using my own two hands. Jan had Coeliac since she was a child. When she broadly explained to me what Coeliac was about, my instant reaction was: “if I ever had such a problem, I would really rather kill myself”, and I meant it. Of course, I couldn’t imagine staying alive without eating bread, not even in my wildest… ahem, nightmares. “How could this longtime trusty companion, who had been the pillar of my diet, be capable of so much evil?” I thought, disbelieving.

It is a fact. Gluten, that is present in wheat, rye, barley and oats (but can be found in hundreds of common foodstuff we eat), is responsible for so many ailments, amongst a much bigger portion of the population than you might think. Continue reading