Celiac Center Lab Rat

The time had finally come. I was in New York and I had arrived at Columbia University, more specifically, the Celiac Center. I was ready to be poked, prodded and tested like a scientific lab rat. Whatever it took to get some answers!

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I got nervous as I walked down the narrow hall, dated by the carpet and dark brown chairs that lined the walls. Entering the tiny office with four desks I gave the usual personal information and was handed paperwork to begin the process. 

I sat down and waited a short time before being called back to a different office and introduced to my doctor. I started talking nervously, holding one hand in the other while trying to explain my struggle of the last few months and hoping she didn't repeat what I'd already heard from other doctors. "Eat gluten free and everything will be fine". I had so much hinging on this trip and it weighed heavily on the response of this young doctor with kind eyes and long flowing black hair. 

She listened graciously as she flipped through the mound of records I'd brought with me, asking questions where appropriate. I learned many things through the course of the conversation, a couple of them listed below.  

* I had a severe case and may be unresponsive to a gluten free diet, as a small percentage of celiacs are. 

* There was also a possibility I could still be getting gluten and there was a test for that! 

* I needed a bone density test to evaluate my current state and osteoporosis risk.  

* Healing could take a year to two and although my body was responding drastically to eliminating gluten, with time, the severity of my symptoms should lessen.  

* My family was at risk and needed to be tested. 

* There would be some poking, some prodding... But most importantly. There would be help. 

They may not have been all good, but they were answers and hope for real solutions. They were help. And this was only my first appointment!