Lips Like Mine
The hardest part about this celiac and DH journey is that you never really know when you might be on the receiving end of a tiny trace of gluten. Did someone in the house have a sandwich and forget to wipe up? Did a waiter accidentally set your plate down for a second while grabbing a loaf of bread for another table, somehow dropping crumbs onto your meal?
How can you ever stop all the chaos of gluten particles from entering your world?!?! The truth is, unless you want to live alone as a hermit (which I have considered!), you can't!
So, the best alternative is to find humor in the inevitable whenever possible. One such opportunity came when I woke up and discovered my lips had blistered again, this time swelling massively at the same time. I had literally turned into Daffy Duck! If EVER a reason, this was the best reason to call in sick! You can't really imagine what you might look like with a botched Botox job but now I will never have to!
And I got this, for FREE!
This is Dermatitis Herpetiformes folks. You don't choose it (and never would), it chooses you...