The Battle with My Belly Never Ends
Once upon a time, I was an adventurous eater. I looked forward to visiting new restaurants and trying their signature dishes. Along with a great meal, a glass of red wine was a must.
Lupus changed all that.
I was a surf-and-turf kind of girl. I loved lobster, and I would eat red meat at fine-dining establishments. The food would melt in my mouth, making my taste buds and my tummy very happy. I loved a little spice as well.
When lupus came along, it brought all kinds of digestive issues. My body started rejecting meat. Many think I became a vegetarian because I wanted a lifestyle change. No, my energy levels prevented me from standing long enough to cook. I ate raw veggies because they were easy and always ready. As I regained some of my energy, I started using my slow cooker.
I’m not one to brag, but I am a great cook. A friend who owns a restaurant asked me to create recipes for him. Other friends urged me to write a cookbook. So when the meals I prepared tasted like sawdust, I was confused. I thought that after months of lying on my sofa, maybe I’d lost my touch.
I decided to visit a restaurant across the street from my apartment. Because it is close, I have been there many times. I ordered my favorite dish. Sawdust. Not only did the food not taste good, it also caused me a great deal of pain.
A visit to the gastroenterologist that involved the swallowing of some icky fluid revealed a problem. The opening from my esophagus to my stomach had narrowed. When most people eat, their food falls right into their tummy. Mine stops, sits for a couple seconds, and then falls in. Some days, this isn’t a bother. Other days, I am full and uncomfortably bloated after a small meal. The vegetarian way of life just seemed to be nicer to me.
When I started experiencing issues with pasta, bread, and eggs, it was the eggs that hurt my feelings the most. It’s not that I love them that much. But you can cook an egg in mere minutes, which makes for a quick meal if you lack a ton of energy. And I love pasta! However, it fell out of love with me. It didn’t matter if the pasta was traditional, gluten-free, or made with quinoa. I transitioned to a total plant-based lifestyle.
I find that some days I can eat certain fruits and veggies, and the next day those same foods cause me pain. It is not uncommon for me to regurgitate after eating. When I was younger, I would hear older people say that they didn’t eat after a certain hour, or that they avoided spicy foods. I am now in that group.
I have written in past columns that with lupus, you don’t go through the stages of grief only once. They are your constant companions. I am angry. When I go out to eat with friends, I have a salad or a fruit bowl. I never have bread or grains. And the last time I poured a glass of wine was two months ago. I only drink socially, and I spend a lot of time alone. Wine is rare.
There have been so many lifestyle changes because of lupus. Trying to positively place my anger and resentment is a challenge. How do you deal with the lifestyle changes you’ve had to endure?
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