Tag Archives: dairy allergy

Can you eat… butter?

8 Nov

Oh man, so the longer it goes without being exposed to dairy products (although I did get some cross-contamination at a restaurant two weeks ago and felt bad for 24 hours or so), the more I start to feel like I’m crazy and I’m probably not actually allergic.  But then I remember that I was tested for the allergy so it is actually a real thing, and I remember how sick I was for years not knowing what was wrong with me.

I suppose this has to be a normal feeling.  I was talking to my mom the other night about Thanksgiving foods.  She wanted to try some new recipes and I am all for that.  But as she was reading through recipes she said to me, “so, can you eat butter?”  And I had to explain that no, I can’t eat butter, but there are butter alternatives that we could use.  She went back to looking and then said, “Well, can you eat ricotta cheese?”  “No… no ricotta cheese either.”

And I wasn’t mad, definitely not mad.  I was more sheepish.  I felt bad, like my allergy was an inconvenience or that I’m just a big drama queen making things up so people pay attention to me and my dairy allergy.

But then I remember all the bad times I had and how much better I feel now.  And I know I’m not crazy and not making it up.  Do other people with food allergies feel this way?

In other news, my mom is so cute.  On election night, I was about ready to go to bed at 11pm, as Paul and I were sure it was a done deal and that we weren’t going to wake up in a nightmare scenario where Mitt Romney was elected president, I got a Facebook notification from my mom.  Here’s how the chat went:

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Yup, my mom is awesome and adorable.

Okay, on I go to dinner.  Maybe I’ll even take a picture of it!

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Hey baby, come here often?

11 Jul

Hey!  Remember me?

I’m Ellen.  If this is your first time here, hello!  Nice to meet you!

This was my blog a long time ago, and then I wanted to start it up again and failed.  Now, I want to start it up again.  But differently, this time.

A lot has changed in the years since I started this blog!  I don’t live in New York anymore.  I live in New Hampshire!  With my lovely boyfriend, Paul.  You’ll probably hear about him a lot.

Paul has turned me into a runner.  Or well, he encouraged me to run when I was interested in what it was like and had never run ever in my life before.  It’s been a year and a half of running now.  He still runs with me and encourages me even though he’s way faster than I am and could leave me in the dust every single time.  I’m almost ready for a half marathon!  Then a full one!

I’ve always been interested in healthy foods.  It’s weird, now that I’m running (on nearly a vegan diet, more on that later), I’m very interested in the foods that fuel me.  I can’t eat the same things over and over again, though (other than my daily big huge lunch salad), so I’m looking for creative ways to fuel myself.  It’s fun!

So the vegan thing.  I’ve been a vegetarian for a long, long time.  Sometimes dabbling in veganism, sometimes not.  At the end of 2011, I started feeling sick.  Not just physically sick (headaches, tiredness, stomach problems), but I felt like the end of the world was coming.  It was horrible.  I went to doctors, and no one knew what was wrong.  I was pretty sure I was going crazy.  Then, one day in early 2012, I drank some kefir after coming in from a run with Paul.  A little later, I was sick.  Very sick.  All the gross toilet things you could possibly imagine, and stomach cramps worse than when I had food poisoning the first time I met Paul’s family in Florida (funny story, maybe I’ll tell it sometime).  It took a few days for the stomach cramps to go away, but once they did, I was stuck with heartburn.  Constant, searing heartburn. I started taking Prilosec after going to urgent care about it.  They told me I had GERD.  Okay, I started cutting all the typical GERD no-no foods out of my diet.  I wasn’t getting better, the Prilosec wasn’t helping.  I still felt terrible.  After a flare-up that came on after eating a white cheddar rice cake one day, it dawned on us.  Maybe it was dairy?  Was I lactose intolerant?  Was it an allergy?  So I cut all dairy out of my diet.  Everything.  I was starting to feel better.  So many things have dairy in them.  I went to a GI doctor about my heartburn, and told him that I cut dairy out of my diet and that it was making me feel better.  He ignored me and sent me for blood work and wanted to do a colonoscopy and an endoscopy.  Bleehh.   So I went to an allergist and said “hey allergist, I think I’m allergic to milk.”  They did a scratch test and the allergist was like “hey guess what, you’re allergic to milk.”  So I’m allergic to milk.  No dairy.  Ever.  It’s not as bad as you’d think.  And I feel better now.  Better than I have in years!  It’s amazing what a milk protein can do to a person.

You’re going to hear me complain about how no one understands what a dairy allergy is.  If you’d like to learn about what a dairy allergy is (it is NOT lactose intolerance), go here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milk_allergy

Pay close attention to this part: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Milk_allergy#Difference_between_milk_allergy_and_lactose_intolerance

Thank you!

Okay, so you’re going to read all sorts of things about my life here.  Food, running, health, personal junk.  All of that.  I’m not very interesting but I have lots to say.  Let’s do this!