If it hasn’t been obvious, my health has been up in the air recently. After two months too long with hives, I found myself on a mission to figure out what was going on with me physically. Here’s the deal with lupus: everyone is going to tell you, well, it might be your lupus. But it also might not be your lupus. And as a result, you may find yourself equally, if not more confused than you were prior to investigating your health. Well, who doesn’t like a good mystery?
Off to the rheumatologist, I went and was told- well, it might be your lupus. But it also might not be your lupus.
Off to the dermatologist, I went and was told- well, it might be your lupus. But it also might not be your lupus. This visit came complete with a brand new topical cream! This topical cream so closely resembled my toothpaste that I almost died when I thought it was my toothpaste.
But these visits weren’t enough and the hives have made themselves permanent residents, so I found myself at the allergist. If you have never gotten an allergy test, and this might be weird, they are oddly satisfying. Essentially, you get stuck up with a bunch of histamines and it’s a waiting game to see what “pops” up. I know, I’m weird. As I sat patiently in the waiting room, the itching slowly began. Naturally, I hoped my prayers would be answered as I begged to the bread gods, don’t let it be gluten, don’t let it be gluten. And while it wasn’t gluten, it was eggs. And rice. And mustard seed. And suddenly, it was as though the only food I urgently needed in order to survive was a mustard frittata over jasmine rice.
As much as this pains me to do, I’m going to be responsible and follow my allergist’s advice. For two weeks: switch my detergent, no more fabric softener, use skincare products that are less aggravating, and cut out the food I’m allergic to. Then reassess. Real talk, I’m not ready to say goodbye to eggs- is it wrong of me to refuse to give up on them? I just feel like they wouldn’t give up on me.
Finally, I checked the mail yesterday and found a cookbook for food allergies. It took some real PI work (a post on facebook) but I found out this anonymous gift was from my mom. Despite the curveballs, knowing I have love around me, even eggless love, makes up for it all. And here’s the best part of all
for my husband, if there is one silver lining: I meal prepped the hell out of this week and this little lady is about to get crafty in the kitchen.
That being said, I will take any egg free suggestions and yummy recipes you are personally fond of. Please! Share away, my friends!