Food Embargo?

I use my blog as a way to chart gluten incidents. We believe the offending item was consumed during Friday afternoon's lunch. Saturday at lunch time the feeling hit. The best I can describe it is intense cramps, just a bit higher than if it was girl time. My joints began to ache and I fell asleep for the afternoon. So the rest of Saturday was scrapped as well as Sunday morning. About lunch time Sunday, it eased up, leaving me very sore and tired which is starting to ease up as well. I made it slowly and carefully to small group last night.

The culprit to the best of our knowledge was contaminated mashed potatoes. The wondermous new found mashed potatoes with the yummy half and half and cream cheese. It wasn't the new recipe but the mess up of eating Billy's left overs that he used his butter on. We use separate condiment containers due to when Billy (or any other normal person) butters his gluten filled bread and scrapes in there for some more it brings with it crumbs back in to the container. That's all it takes folks.

I was supposed to clean the house, do laundry and help take care of our niece and nephew for my SIL's birthday. None of that occurred on Saturday. It becomes so hard to make plans when I don't know when this will hit as I hate letting people down. As careful as we try to be, this sometimes is frustrating. I don't want to give full reign to my complaints, but suffice it to say there is a small part of me that feels like going on a food embargo. I am tempted to prohibit freight transportation any where near my intestines.