Yesterday's bleedy sensor has turned a lovely shade of purple. Grrr.
I saw the GI dr on Monday for a follow-up after an upper endoscopy earlier this month. I was optimistic that he would tell me things were the same as last year: Blood test was positive, scope was negative, so no way to confirm a diagnosis of Celiac disease.
No such luck this time. I received a positive, clear message of "villous atrophy Confirms it: Diagnosis of Celiac disease. "
I'm still figuring things out. I haven't quite come to terms with gluten-free life. This will be a lifelong journey, and for now I recognize that I'm barely scratching the surface. In fact, for this week, there's been a lot of substituting-wine-for-gluten. Is it a win? Probably not. Only time will tell. At least wine is delicious.