Here’s the deal. I may have been glutened, I may have a corn or lactose problem. Lactose is very likely, considering that gluten bigots like me commonly have problems with lactose until they’re all healed up. It’s hard for me to say, because every day that I’ve had lactose recently (no milk, but other dairy products — I strictly use Almond Breeze almond “milk” for any milk needs, including in baking), I’ve also had corn. I’ve thought before that I might be corn sensitive, and I’m almost sure I’m sensitive to milk, but occasionally I have yogurt, cheese, cream, etc. without issues.
I’ve also had Starburst the last few days. Starburst fruit chews say right on the bag that they’re gluten-free. Yet they contain dextrin, which can be made from wheat. Googling left me as unsure as pre-Googling about Starburst’s dextrin. I could call M&M/Mars, there’s a thought.
I’m staying on milk for now and leaving out corn in all situations to see if I still have the problems off corn.
Anyway, back to the last couple of days. Yesterday I was so worried over my Papa (maternal grandfather) that I spent half the day crying and praying and the other half of the day sick over the Minnesota bridge collapse. And a tiny piece of one of those halves went to incredible annoyance over something completely unrelated.
It took me a long time to get to sleep last night. Usually it takes less than twenty minutes. I read, my eyes start closing at will, I put the book down, and I fall asleep as soon as I turn onto my side. Last night, no reading, but I went to bed around two. I didn’t read because Frank was already in bed (I was still eating my dinner of popcorn and Louisiana hot sauce when he hit the sack) and can’t get to sleep unless he’s snuggling me (awwww), so I didn’t want to turn the light on or even open my book light. I’m thoughtful.
I dreamt this morning that I was a Harry Potter character, and Lord Thingy had set lizards on me. When I woke up, I was yelling and gasping. Frank said, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?” I remember responding, “It was… Voldemort! He put… lizards all over me, and they were attacking me!”
Normally, I wake up once, and I’m wide awake. After my lizard dream, I peed and went back to sleep (don’t worry, I peed in the bathroom, not the bed).
And even though I got eight or nine hours of sleep, I was completely useless all day. I did manage to make it to the vet’s office for dog food and Wild Oats for natural soda, but wow. I didn’t feel like working, blogging, anything. I just sat on the couch.
I did blog a chapter in Deathly Hallows, but I couldn’t even finish my post.
I felt better after my shopping and was even able to make bread, crab cakes, asparagus, and a fantastic sauce to go over the crab cakes and asparagus. So maybe I’m okay now. But I was totally fatigued all day today.
Normally, that’s strictly gluten when I have fatigue. The only thing I can think of is the Starburst.
Anyway, I think I’m back. I’ll have more Harry Potter chapters up soon. Plus other blogging, too. I’m not just a one-trick pony, peeps.