[Full Story] What Happens When You ‘Accidentally’ Feed Gluten to a Gluten-Free Mom?

Discover the unexpected consequences when a gluten-free mom accidentally consumes gluten. A story of challenges and resilience unfolds.

Exploring the Unexpected Consequences of a Gluten Mishap for a Gluten-Free Parent

The intriguing story revolves around a gluten-free mother who experiences unexpected consequences after she is ‘accidentally’ fed gluten. This incident not only exposes the physical ramifications of gluten consumption for those with intolerances but also unravels deeper themes of relationships and family dynamics. The narrative highlights the complexities of love, trust, and communication within familial settings, especially when dietary restrictions come into play.

As the story unfolds, it opens the door to discussions about toxic relationships and the importance of respecting individual needs and boundaries. The reactions of those involved provide insight into how seemingly minor incidents can escalate into significant family drama. This tale serves as a reminder of the delicate balance required in maintaining healthy relationships, particularly when navigating sensitive topics such as dietary restrictions and personal health. The unfolding drama captures the essence of real-life challenges faced by many families, making it a relatable and thought-provoking read.

When Crumbs of Chaos Meet Cravings: A Gluten-Free Journey Gone Awry

I accidentally fed my gluten-free mom gluten and caused her to explode with crap but it was only spewing from her mouth because she’s full of it posted by /b uncore OSH so my mother and I don’t have a great relationship throughout my life she has pushed all kinds of fat diets self-help flavored fads and even conversion therapy through the troubled.

Teen industry on me she’s never apologized for any of it despite me telling her how much it all messed me up I still haven’t mustered the courage to go no contact because she’s still married to my dad who I get along with and generally like recently I moved to a new place in a really nice area because I just got a great new job suddenly my.

Mom really wants to come and visit me I do my best to make up excuses but she pushes so hard that I eventually cave one of the things I’ve been doing since moving into my new place is a lot of cooking because I have a nice big kitchen all to myself I love weird food and finding new ways to get protein in my diet without using meat something.

I’ve had a lot of fun making lately is Lao it’s probably not weird to some people but to my sheltered American Self it was funky as hell and I love the idea of it so I started making it from scratch and discovered that I love it well my mom and dad got here yesterday afternoon SL evening they settled in and we started talking about dinner as usual.

My mom had to choose after looking at online menus for a couple of hours to make sure they fit with her dietary requirements she ended up picking a vegan restaurant across town but she was so tired from the drive up that she couldn’t fathom getting back in the car so my dad and I agreed to go pick it up while she rested driving across my new.

City is a long process which I told her ahead of time and it’s a little over an hour later when we get home with a vegan SLG gluten-free food she wanted she’s not vegan but she’s been adamantly gluten-free for a few years now we get inside and as I’m opening the food in the kitchen I noticed that the container of Lal that was in my fridge is now.

Empty in the sink she even dumped out the sauce i’ been soaking them in I asked her if she’d eaten something out of my fridge while we were gone and she said that yes she had eaten some chicken because she was getting lightheaded from Hunger but she added that it was terrible and she was so ready for some real food now this is where I might have.

Been a jerk instead of telling her what she had actually eaten I just rolled my eyes dished up the food for everyone and we ate she continued to remark about how bad oily the chicken was and how relieved she was to finally eat something substantial throughout the rest of the evening my dad kept trying to change the subject but she kept.

Coming back to it I finally snapped when she brought it up again first thing this morning as I was picking them up from their hotel I asked them where they wanted to go for breakfast and my mom made a joke about not wanting me to cook breakfast because she didn’t want more oily chicken or something to that effect I finally said Mom that was homemade Lio.

And I don’t understand why you ate all of it if you hated it so much she asked me what Lao is and I explained that it’s just vital weak gluten and water steamed and soaked in sauce I practically watched as her face dropped and sure enough within 30 minutes her stomach was killing her and she was having difficulty breathing and needed to go to.

The emergency room the whole time we were there she went on and on to the nurses and doctors about how I’d fed her gluten and hadn’t told her until it was too late for her to take her medicine crying because now the whole trip was ruined mind you this is the hospital where I work my Dad pulled me aside to tell me he was disappointed that I.

Hadn’t spoken up last night and how would I done not only hurt my mother’s feelings but also put her health and safety at risk he asked me to go home think about my actions and give my mother some space now I’m just sitting here alone in my cool new place feeling like a jerk and super anxious about what work is going to be like next week I’m.

Torn because I don’t think it’s my fault that she ate my food without talking to me first but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t admit the information about what she’d eaten because I was pissed at her and just didn’t want to discuss it further I also didn’t expect it to make her so sick update 6 hours later just got home so after everything went down.

This morning I went back to the hospital to check on my parents my mom was still in the emergency department and sleeping so I got to talk to my dad and the doctor for a bit my dad still thought I should apologize and I told him I would when she woke up when I talked to the doctor I started asking about testing I asked if they had done a test for the.

Specific kind of imunoglobulin present in Celiac disease when someone has gluten and she said they hadn’t needed to because my mom had already had that test done with her PCP the doctor then asked me if I worked in the medical field and I told her that yes I worked in the lab she then volunteered a bit more information than she probably.

Should have but I’m glad she did because I feel a bit better she managed to get my mom’s lab results faxed over and looked them over apparently my mom’s TTG e was low enough that it was absolutely clear she does not have celiac disease the doctor had offered to refer her for a biopsy which is the standard procedure for confirmation of celiac but my mother.

Declined I later confirmed with my dad that it was because she didn’t think it was worth the expense and pain of surgery to confirm something she believes she already knows furthermore according to the nurse my mother was given given lorazapam which he told me was for her stomach pain and nausea he actually put this in air quotes with his.

Fingers in case you’re not familiar with lorazapam it’s a benzo aspine that’s also used as an anti-anxiety sedative along with treating some gastro symptoms apparently the medicine my mom had been talking about was some kind of holistic SL herbal remedy the cherry on top is that the nurse is Chinese and loves Lao so now I have a new work friend I thank.

Them for all their help and they indicated that she was ready to be discharged my dad wasn’t inclined to wake her up but I explained that there were other people waiting to be seen and they couldn’t be seen if there were no open beds I then asked the doctor if she could write my mom a prescription for more lorazapam which she agreed to and.

That seemed to Plate my dad I wheeled my mom out to my car she was high as hell going on and on about how she couldn’t believe I’d poisoned her and saying that if I wasn’t her daughter I’d be going to prison I just apologized didn’t offer any excuses when I got them to their hotel and my mom was waiting on a couch in the lobby while my dad grabbed her.

Bags from my car I told my dad it was probably better if they just went home I’m not going to lie I got a little emotional he agreed so yeah based on the lab work and the way the emergency department staff were acting I’m convinced my mom was faking for sympathy and attention not that it matters because my dad will always support her.

No matter what I’m never having them over again I don’t know what would have happened if I didn’t have surveillance cameras motion detected backyard camera the notification sound on my cell phone merily jingled as the screen came to life for the 10th time since I had come outside to assemble the wooden playet.

That now somewhat resembles a fun functioning slide I sighed and once again closed the security camera app only mildly annoyed by the hypervigilance it displayed every time I mov more than 5 ft ever since our home had been broken into and ransacked me and my wife have become something of security nuts I still remember that day.

With absolute Clarity coming home from what was supposed to be a fun family outing to the movies only to find our sliding glass door shattered and every possible Earthly treasure inside unceremoniously stolen Joan my wife could not sleep for months restlessly pacing to and from our son’s room at least five times a night I did not like.

The idea of having our house broadcast into the void across Wi-Fi but the security system allowed both of us to virtually keep an eye on the home which relieved a lot of stress today Joan and Michael were at choir practice until 7:00 p.m. so I decided to finally finish the swing set I had been procrastinating about for weeks it was sweaty confusing.

Work like a legio kit made of blocks that left behind dozens of splinters as I was lost in thought sand and gown support beam I felt a harsh tub on my palm and saw the bright crimson of blood dripping onto the grass I swear this thing is going to kill me I exclaimed to nobody in particular as I walked inside to wash my hand out as I sat in the.

Bathroom applying a bandage I felt my phone vibrate once more as it was already close to 7:00 I expected to see an update from my wife as she ready to come home but was instead greeted by the familiar alert motion detected backyard cam oddly enough when I looked at the phone the yard appeared completely still and divorced void of any Intruders.

Everything looked exactly as I had last seen it I shook away the unease that had begun to creep up the back of my neck just a software glitch nothing to worry about I was about to return to cleaning up my scratch when the dam phone buzzed again it was a text this time Joan would be late apparently bumper to bumper traffic I returned to my work as the.

Reddish Hues of the Setting Sun cast elongated Shadows over my backyard there is something undeniably meditative about working with your hands especially when you spend most of your day stuck behind a desk slaving away for some billionaire Across the Nation with all the orders coming in will I even have a chance to watch Michael play on this set while I.

Was lost in my reflection on the nature of modern economics and work life balance I felt my phone Buzz for what must have been the 500th time expecting a text from my wife I glanced down and was met with a screenshot image of the small green lawn I was standing in I was about to return to my work when something caught my eye and made me.

Nearly jump out of my skin in the still image barely visible on a cursory glance I could see a hunched pale figure crouching at the far corner of my yard with its back turned that could not make out any details but the spine and ribs pressed up against its pale naked skin looked grotesque it was as if it was made of spiky Thorns which were pressing.

Up against its flesh trying to escape this thing whatever the hell it was was just a few feet behind me I didn’t dare to turn around not just because I did not want to alert it to my knowledge of its presence but because my whole body was frozen by fear I was watching the live feed now able to see myself trembling with abject horror as this.

Strange figure sat motionless behind me what if this is just some malnourished guy on a bad trip the explanation I conjured up sounds even worse in writing than it did in my head but the rationalization was all I had to cling to avoid a complete mental breakdown slowly as casually as I could I began to walk to the open back door of the.

Relative safety of my house I barely took my eyes off the small pixelated image but the creature did not move as the door slammed behind me my adrenaline kicked in as I sprinted to the garage in my safe there was a hand-me-down 1911 pistol I knew whatever or whoever this thing was I would feel better armed as I fumbled with the combination I nearly.

Scream as I saw the figure in the yard stand up slowly it looked unnatural bones snapping in and out of place as it slowly turned to face the camera its face was covered in a multitude of eyes human eyes of varying colors they all rolled around crazily looking in every direction at once bulging out of the sockets that protruded from every.

Surface of its hideous face my heart was pounding in my ears as the monster slowly began to lift its right arm savagely clawed fingers unclenching to reveal their absurd length the hairs on the back of my neck stood straight and a cold sweat broke out on my forehead when I saw what this thing was doing with its disproportionate arms stretched high it.

Was waving to the camera dozens of its eyes fixed on the lens Panic began to set in when I realized it knew that I was watching for a few minutes I sat there Frozen clenching the pistol and grinding my teeth locked in a staring contest with the Monstrous ey eyes that stared mockingly up at me from my phone that sudden sound above me made me jump.

Out of my skin Oh Joan and Michael are back the garage door slowly raised and my wife with a sudden concerned look climbed out of her Subaru and started walking towards me cautiously Ben what’s going on why are you holding the gun she asked with apprehension raising her voice to a higher pitch wordlessly I gestured to the glowing image of our.

Yard to show her the inhuman monstrosity I was cowering from she stared down her concern turning to in confusion babe what are you showing me my eyes followed hers and with a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach I looked down at the empty patch of grass where that thing had been standing get back in the car I muttered the paternal instinct to.

Protect my family overtaking the primal fear that had been controlling my mind we need to stay somewhere else tonight the drive to the motel was in complete silence I didn’t know how to explain why I had seen but I knew we weren’t safe at our home during that whole night I kept getting notifications that the camera detected movement outside the house but.

No matter when I looked there was just nothing there I know it seems crazy but I think whatever that thing is it was toying with me we stayed in that dingy room for two nights and I can tell it put a strain on our relationship I gave Janes some half-ass excuse about it being a burglar I even filed a false report to our local PGE she’s trying to.

Be understanding encouraging me to get therapy and all that nonsense but I can see in her eyes the same fear she had of me when she found me kneeling in the garage clutching a gun when we went back to our home I hoped maybe some normaly would return as we walked in the silence hung heavy in the air everything seemed Eerie despite the familiarity before we.

Got settled back in I insisted to my wife that I should check all the rooms it was strange feeling like an intruder in our own house silently creeping from bedroom to bedroom looking for anything out of place at last I came to Michael’s room and what I saw on there made the color drain for my skin the window facing the backyard was completely a jar.

Curtains blowing gently into the cold breeze the bed sheets had been completely shed into thin ribbons which had been halfly stren around the room I had to stifle the screen that welled up in my throat when I remembered the jagged claws that the figure had on its disfigured hands it’s been a few days since then and at first my wife was.

Completely understanding about having Michael sleep in our room she chocked it up to some trauma I had from the first hone Invasion we suffered but I still haven’t told her what happened or what I saw in his room I don’t sleep anymore memories of that terrible day still rep play in my head and I need to be more Vigilant than ever because that thing is.

Still out there and every night I wait and watch as my phone screen silently illuminates with repeated notifications each one filling me with Dread motion detected backyard cam my tattoo artist husband got a bigger tattoo on his already tattooed face and I hate it but what did I expect my husband got his face tattooed and I’m mad and I don’t.

Know if I have a right to be my husband got his face tattooed and I am angry and I don’t know if I have the right to be hello throw away account but if my 29f husband 31 m sees this he will know it’s about him anyways important information here is that he is a tattoo artist so he definitely isn’t hurting his career he also already had face tattoos I wasn’t.

Happy about them originally because his career wasn’t stable when he got them but they are small and tasteful and I’ve grown to love his face with them when he said he wanted to cover one of them to match the other one I was on board I understood that but he covered it with a huge ugly number it just looks bad he asked me what I thought and I asked him.

Not to I’ve asked him so many times to not to his face all up he has such a nice face now it looks like he’s got a giant scar on his cheek I’m just so upset that he asked what I thought and did the opposite anyways I genuinely hate how it looks we’ve had a rough two years largely due to his disregard for me since the birth of our son now it.

Just feels like he’s got the symbol for how little he cares about me or respects me plastered on his face I can’t look at him I can’t talk to him I don’t even want to fight about it since obviously there’s nothing to be done he’s already done it but then I’m like well it’s his body who am I to say what he does to it E I am just sad and angry and I’m trying.

Not to explode because I don’t even know if I have a right to feel this way I just don’t trust him it’s always two steps forward three steps back I’m so tired I have just lost all confidence and selfworth in myself I am terrified of one of my best friends posting photos of one of the happiest days of her life AKA her baby shower for her first child.

Because I am so overweight and gross looking in the photos seeing photos of myself make me feel disgusting talk about behind behind my back embarrassed and forgotten I was 56 and 130 elbs or less for majority of my life my mom then committed suicide in 2020 and since then I have developed a severed addiction to food I never stopped thinking about what.

I ate or what to eat next I also started binge eating bad at first due to initial stress I didn’t put a lot on but then it all happened at once at any given point in my life I have put on two to five wlbs every 2 to 5 years between 2021 and 2023 I put on about 80 elbs I am ashamed to say it or see it on the scale my boyfriend doesn’t even know I weigh this.

Much because I am so embarrassed I weigh more than him slash and if you ask him he thinks I am 20 30 elbs lighter than him since I am a girl I don’t feel pretty or lovable or worth much I try to work out and whatnot but I can’t kick the binge eating and the weight only differentiates by two three Els I have no health insurance so I cannot afford.

To see a therapist or nutritionist as I know some people may suggest I wish I could I just want to post here C I have no one to vent this to and feel so alone I just cashed a lottery scratcher I didn’t pay for I decided it and threw $10 into a scratcher machine and bought one $10 ticket this is even worse considering I’m unemployed and using.

State resources I spent $300 in food stamps this month I’ve gotten three free prescriptions and just this week I’ve had three free doctor’s appointments instead of one ticket the machine accidentally spit out three they were all folded together so the machine didn’t tear them off like it was supposed to to I scratched the first.

Ticket the one that I paid for and nothing so I scratched the second and third tickets the one I didn’t pay for and I won $50 I said to myself is this right should I throw it in the trash why I didn’t throw it away and I got my $50 I Justified it in two ways first the lottery is predatory with.

Slovens like hey it could happen and imagine what a buck could get you selling false hopes and dreams to people who will never get out of a shitty situation second I want couldn’t cash in a $10 winning ticket while in another state at the airport cuz there was no attendant next to the machine selling the tickets how can you sell.

Tickets but not allow people to cash them in so yeah I got $40 for free tonight and I feel okay about that

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