A Celiac Moment

It happened again today; I had a Celiac Moment. It went something like this:

SVO slams down her lunch bag on her desk and makes a "I'm so disgusted" sound (kinda like "ugh").
Co-worker: "What's the deal SVO?"
SVO:" I'm disappointed in my lunch."
Co-worker: "Oh, why?"
SVO: "Because I want an Angenos Pizza with a McDonalds Cheeseburger and a chocolate donut on top."
Co-worker: "I'm sorry, SVO."

Okay, so it's not like I would really even eat those foods altogether, but it's the fact I can't have any of it. Ever. Again. Ever.

In moments like these, I try to reflect on how great I feel ...yatta,yatta... but today...well today I was just pissed. And it made me think about how I am going through a grief cycle with this crazy disease and food. I'm usually in the acceptance stage, and when people say "oh, sorry SVO you can't have this" I reply with "It's okay. I'm healthy". But today, today...I was just pissed. But don't worry-I didn't order a pizza, drive through the drive-thru or track down a bakery. No, instead I just ate a banana and went back to work.

*The funny part about this post (or at least to me) is that I just found out that it's National Celiac Awareness Day!