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Low Fodmap Adventures

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Found out my body can’t process fructose, lactose, fructooligosaccharides, galactooligosaccharides, sorbitol, mannitol, xylitol, and maltitol.

This means my favorite food Artichoke, is no more. No more sugar-free cinnamon gum, watermelon, peaches, persimmons, dairy, gluten, onion, garlic, some coffee, pizza (even gluten-free), salsa, Italian dressing, plus many other things.

Plus side I have not felt sick after eating for the past 24 hours.

I have to eat Low Fodmap forever and ever but today I made low fodmap approved vanilla cupcakes with a low fodmap frosting that tastes better than any frosting I’ve ever had! I so got this! Just another bump in Kat’s crazy stomach and intestine journey.

Low Fodmap Vanilla Cupcake Goodness
Best frosting ever!
Yum!!

Day 3…

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Once upon a time, the cute brunette here received her GED after years as an HR Director to show her kids you can accomplish goals at any age, and well, we had a 1950’s inspired party to celebrate. A few short weeks later, I had my “event,” and believe it or not, the smiles I showed here were false. I was a mess, being gaslit and struggling to feel normal. I am so grateful that early 2016 is many moons ago, and I’m thankful for my life today. I earned my bachelor’s in English Education, found out I’m autistic and suffer from PTSD, and I’m living my best life through it all. So odd that coming across a photo can stir up so many memories, good and bad. So grateful for my life today, even on the rough days!

This photo is also a great reminder of why I began to take care of myself more. If I had known in 2016 I was autistic as well, would it of made a difference? Would I have felt so much sensitivity to what was going on then? I’m so grateful that now and since my “event,” I’ve gained tools to walk through life so much easier.

Day 1…

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Today on January 2nd of 2023, I am still coming to terms with being diagnosed autistic at the age of 47.

Yesterday was a rough day for me. Yes, the start of 2023, but I realized how sensitive and rigid I am and had this momentary breakdown over feeling attacked in a situation others would not have taken as I did. That being said, the floodgates opened, and I felt as though I ruined every relationship in my past.

So, as I did many moons ago, I will use this platform to write about my journey. To get back into writing for me and hopefully help others along the way. I’m not broken, and I hope to see that as this journey continues.