Last Meal and Nap Time

The week of June 10th, I made a pack with myself.  I had my endoscopy scheduled for the morning of June 10th and my follow up appointment for the morning of June 12th.  Since I would find out on June 12th, if I had Celiac Disease, I decided that if the biopsy was positive I would eat a McDonald's bacon, egg, and cheese biscuit as my "last meal".  On June 10th, my mom took me to my endoscopy appointment.  On the way there, she asked me why I didn't seem nervous about someone putting a tube down my throat and taking biopsies of my small intestines.  I laughed and said that I would be put to sleep and wouldn't feel it.  Besides after finishing out the school year I could use a good nap!  I went into the operating room and met my gastroenterologist for the first time...three minutes before he started the surgery.  When I woke up, he and my mom were in the room.  He looked at me and said "I would go ahead and start a gluten free diet.  I still need to send off the biopsy but your small intestines are the worst I have ever seen.  I am pretty certain you have Celiac Disease."  In my drugged state, my reply was "Good!  Tell your PA I am not stupid!  She did not believe me when I told her my symptoms!"  For about 5 minutes, I felt vindicated that I had done the research and really did know that I had Celiac Disease even through few people believed me.  Then reality set in...NO MORE GLUTEN!  Lions, tigers, and bears oh my!  Going gluten free was not going to be easy...