Life of a former witch

I've outgrown my wicked witch of the west ways. Reflections of life afterwards, living in the desert with two cats, friends, family, and my hot and cold love life.

Tuesday, January 09, 2007

everyday celiac living

Most of the co-workers I work with the most now know that I'm a celiac (or simply allergic). They're curious, and ask questions.

I get reactions from "Good, I have one less person to worry about eating my food in the breakroom" to "Want some? Oh yeah, you can't. I really wasn't trying to rub it in" to "Oh, that just looks gross!"

The sweetest thing was the other guy in paint was there for his other job yesterday afternoon. He cut open an orange, and split it with me.

My boss knows, but I didn't include on the medical history question sheet. Celiac shouldn't affect my ability to do my job (unless I'm fatigued from getting gluten). But I've heard horror stories on the listserv of celiacs being lumped into the "autoimmune disease" category and being denied coverage or having to pay at the high risk level.

It's something I've never thought about before.

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