Chin up, mate.
I have a good friend who is a coeliac, and being diagnosed for her was a relief, as her symptoms made her think it could well be more serious.
Of course being coeliac is no picnic. She has given up beer, bread, and many other things (she dabbles in gluten free ones). She used to love all these things, although as she puts it, “I drank enough beer in my twenties.”
She’s had to change a lot of things, including, I think, not being able to have normal bread in the house now.
But she does does different stuff now. She is still the best cook I know, and one of the best drinking partners I know. It’s just all different stuff, and she’s now fine with it a couple of years down the line. There’s been a lot of changes in her life but on a fundamental level no changes at all.
I have a good friend who is a coeliac, and being diagnosed for her was a relief, as her symptoms made her think it could well be more serious.
Of course being coeliac is no picnic. She has given up beer, bread, and many other things (she dabbles in gluten free ones). She used to love all these things, although as she puts it, “I drank enough beer in my twenties.”
She’s had to change a lot of things, including, I think, not being able to have normal bread in the house now.
But she does does different stuff now. She is still the best cook I know, and one of the best drinking partners I know. It’s just all different stuff, and she’s now fine with it a couple of years down the line. There’s been a lot of changes in her life but on a fundamental level no changes at all.
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