To wheat, or not to wheat? That is the question…
I am not one who likes to follow the trend…of anything! So when going “wheat free, or gluten free” became the nutritional fad of the year, a few years ago, I was adamantly opposed to investigating its principles. But as my nosy and incessant drive for knowledge (especially in the field of the human body and nutrition), overtook my elites attitude, I found myself acquiring a broad sense of the gluten free world. And yes, I would pride myself on introducing products, resources, recipes, and vendors to my glutenless peeps (peeps=friends and family), even though I still refused to eradicate my own diet of wheat bearing products.
I even had my sister and her husband avow to a strict wheat free regimen for a one month, very loose, very nonclinical, trial. Instead of learning how the GI and Excretory systems of a Crohn’s sufferer could benefit from the dietary change, I learned my sister makes for a poor lab rat and her husband, who is not a victim of chronic intestinal disease, is highly sensitive to the criminal grain. I know, not the scientific method of the academic sect…though interesting just the same.
But alas, an “issue” of inflammation has been pestering me, off and on, for quite some time, so this past month (actually two) I felt inspired to give the ‘ol wheat-less diet a try. Now I will tell you that I did not scrutinize ingredients too carefully. For example, when eating at a restaurant I did not concern myself with the ingredients in my balsamic vinaigrette salad dressing, nor the possibility of miniscule droppings of a glutenous product on my french fries. Nor did I become preoccupied by the ingredients of a wine sauce. My intent and execution of the imposed restriction was only to abstain from the obvious wheat choices. For me, this was not too difficult a task, except when I was craving a bowl of Grape Nuts Flakes cereal; then, and only then, did this new diet hurt my feelings!
Now at about the second week into my loss (of bread, pasta, cereal, etc.), I noticed no improvement in my random acts of gastrointestinal inflammation. So I said, “to heck with it”, and ate a piece of chocolate cake and a hamburger with a bun. However, the next day I awoke with a migraine headache. I then went wheat free again for another week or so; but being I hadn’t received the GI benefit I was looking for, I joyfully gave into the craving for two pieces of toast one night after dinner…a guiltless indulgence I assure you. But guess what I was given the next day? That is right, another migraine headache.
Now mathematics have always been a challenge for me, one I love but challenging just the same. Yet in this case, I was definitely catching on to the 2+2 of my wheat-free equation. And since I have been a long time sufferer of serious migraine headaches, I am now living wheat free because I am also living migraine free.
Have I checked the research to back up my claim? Heck no, you think I have time for that?! This is junk science, remember?! But I have to tell you, my results are more than compelling and I have been undergoing several of my migraine triggers without succumbing to having the nasty beast of a headache. You know what that means? I have finally joined in league with the masses…I am living the fad, and will do so for as long as I am on the receiving end of my benefactor.