My brain is fuzzy and my bowels are rumbly. What a fantastic day!


What’s That Smell?

This last week has been rather interesting. Putting my body through the trauma of detoxing from gluten has opened up my…eyes…to some strange things.

There are some things I’ve expected, of course. Trying to keep track of dishes and food in the kitchen has been trying. The kids are still learning about kitchen responsibilities, and then you throw separate–everything–into the mix, it cause quite a bit of confusion. Plus, they don’t like kitchen duty, so they do as little as they can get away with and still call it good. Yup, I remember trying that with my mom. It didn’t work out that well for me.

Other things are also expected, like rumbles and whatnot in my tummy. What I didn’t expect was the farting. Ok, I’ve farted before. Who hasn’t? But seriously, these were major farts!


When I was growing up, my mom disliked the word “fart.” She thought it was vulgar and didn’t want me to say it, so I came up with a different word that passed her approval…bottomburp. I mean, it makes sense, right? It’s a loud noise, similar to a burp, that comes out of your bottom. And we still use it today amongst my family. But let me tell you, what I was doing this last week were not simply bottomburps.

First, there was the noise. It was loud and obnoxious. I mean, there was no way it was not going to make any noise. I even surprised my husband a couple of times, and he (due to a different kind of tummy issue) is the king of farts in our house. I’m not sure he quite knew what to think about it. And the smell! Oh, my word! My body has never made that odor before! I don’t even know how to describe it. I might have burned my nose hairs.


It’s funny. It really is. My husband and I have laughed so hard over this. And I tell you what, that was good for me. It kind of brought me out of my funk a little bit. I do hope, though, that it doesn’t happen while I’m at work.


My Nonfiction World

I don’t like to read nonfiction books. My reasoning is that I live in a nonfiction world, I don’t really need to read about it. Sure, it may be flawed reasoning, but it’s mine. That being said, my future reading list has been expanded to a few nonfiction books due to recent events in my life. Oh, joy.

I know practically nothing about rheumatoid arthritis. I don’t know how to live with an autoimmune disease, really, in spite of the fact that I have family members and friends who have autoimmune diseases. But I am my mother’s daughter and I like to find out as much as I can about something that affects my life, so as soon as I was diagnosed, I hit up Amazon.

The first book I came across was The Autoimmune Wellness Handbook. I’ve only barely started reading it, but what I appreciate about it is that 1) it’s written by two women who not only have the professional credentials to know what they are talking about, but also deal with autoimmune diseases themselves, and 2) it’s written so that I can understand it. I will let you know how it is, though I can tell you that one friend I have has personally recommended it to me when she saw it on my table.

The Autoimmune Wellness Handbook: A DIY Guide to Living Well with Chronic Illness by Mickey Trescott, NTP & Angie Alt, NTC, CHC (link at bottom of post)

The next two books are about celiac, my other diagnosis. One of them, Celiac Disease: A Hidden Epidemic, is basically a guide to help you go through the steps to get the right diagnosis and to explain what it all means in depth. The other book, Celiac Disease and Living Gluten-Free: An Essential Guide for the Newly Diagnosed, is exactly what the title says. I have yet to crack open either of these books, but again, I’ll let you know.

Celiac Disease and Living Gluten-Free: An Essential Guide for the Newly Diagnosed by Jules E. Dowler Shepard, and Celiac Disease: A Hidden Epidemic by Peter H.R. Green, MD & Rory Jones, MS (links at the end of the post)

This next one was actually recommended to me by my mother, who also has an autoimmune disease as well as colitis. Recently, my doctor told me she wanted me to change my diet to not only gluten-free, but a bit more restrictive in order to lose weight. Mom recommended this book, Eat Fat, Lose Fat, as a resource on good fats that will not only help me lose weight, but also help manage my symptoms. It just came today, so I haven’t had a chance to even look at it yet.

Eat Fat, Lose Fat by Dr. Mary Enig & Sally Fallon (link at bottom of post)

So there’s my reading list for the next few weeks. And they’re all nonfiction books. Even worse, they fall into the “self-help” category. But I don’t intend to be ignorant about what my body is doing to me, so here goes…



(Disclaimer: I have not been approached by any of these authors to advertise or endorse their books, this is strictly of my own doing)