My long girls weekend started on Friday, when I took off of work so I could run a bunch of errands. One stop I had to make was to the doctor for my weekly adjustment. While there I got the results of my celiac test. To my amazement I tested positive for having it.
I don't know why I was so surprised, I am the one who asked for the test, thinking this is what was making me feel so bad. As I mentioned before I was not feeling well, the biggest culprit was my stomach, and as I thought more about how I was feeling I started realizing that all the symptoms I had were exactly the same as my mother at this age (it got way worse for her the longer she went undiagnosed), and its is a genetic thing so all the signs led me to be tested and now here I am with my positive blood test.
I guess I was surprised because the steps I had been taken to get the yeast under control were helping and I figured that was my issue and not celiac. I almost cancelled the test, guess its good that I did not.
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