I am so relieved.  While Monday wasn’t exactly my idea of fun, I’m hoping it was worth doing.  In fact, it had better be, because they pulled the damn tube out so roughly I’ve had a sore throat ever since, which now seems to have become infected: enough to wake me up this morning, anyway, which is no mean feat through the mirtazipine and tramadol I took before bed last night.

Anyway, in the absence of any response from my gastro consultant, I’ve weighed up the information and decided to go gluten-free.  I can’t think of another test they can perform that would require me to eat gluten and I’m so sick of being ill it was no contest.  Had a big pasta blowout with H and S on Monday night, but since Tuesday morning I’ve been gluten-free.

Does this do any good?  Well, actually, yes.  For one thing, I’m no longer as bloated as I was.  Fat I may be, but I was so bloated I looked positively pregnant.  Now my boobs stick out further than my stomach again.  And while, from past experience, it will take a while for the effects to completely go, it’s caused a reduction in the other gastro symptoms, too.  

Of course, the process isn’t yet completely over as I still have to wait for the biopsy results.  All I can hope is that they show conclusively that I have coeliac disease, or I won’t be able to get the gluten-free products on prescription, despite the obvious therapeutic benefits.  I realise it sounds weird to want a diagnosis of coeliac, but it really would be so nice just to have the answer already.