Confessions and Lessons Learned

I glutened myself on Sunday night. I sit here shaking my head in disgust as I type these words. I don't know if the 90 degree weather was getting to me or if I had just eaten so much GF pasta salad that my brain shut down, but I did it. I thought since I'd been really good lately that a little gluten wouldn't bother me so much. I was so very wrong. My body is all out of whack. I've been in a brainfog for two days. My head throbs. I feel like I may or may not throw up, I may or may not pass out. My muscles are weak and achy and I've spent the majority of today visiting the ladies room... oh the horror. I should've known, the less gluten you eat, the worse you feel when it finds its way back into your system. I did know this, I just pretended like that rule doesn't apply to me. I don't have Celiac, I am just gluten free because I think it will help my Crohn's so why should the same rules apply to me? Ha you fool! You're gluten intolerant just like the rest of them. Did I mention it's only the 3rd week? Considering my personality and my history with following instructions, I'd say I'm doing rather well. I always learn the lessons the hard way and this time is no exception. I just hope it's over soon because I'm dying here. Even my teeth hurt...