FODMAP Foods and Feeling Good Again

This morning I had an appointment with a gastroenterologist to address my almost constant gastrointestinal discomfort. In the past I’d been diagnosed with IBS after an inconclusive endoscopy when I was about 10 years old. IBS is such an odd disorder, it seems to be a catch-all for those with stomach pains that aren’t patently caused by something in specific.

The doctor ordered a Celiac panel to make sure I don’t have it (don’t think I do, but I’ve heard that most everyone is slightly sensitive to gluten) and sent me home with a new dietary plan. I don’t have stomach pain just when I eat certain things, but rather ALL THE TIME, no matter what, sometimes even if I don’t eat! Which makes me think it’s not just gluten, or just dairy, or just spicy food, etc. I have sharp pains due to gas and bloating, and I can feel my stomach gurgling around all day sometimes.

A new dietary intervention is called FODMAPs, which has you eliminate (or reduce, at least) a group of carbohydrates and sugars that may be poorly absorbed and cause gas and bloat. FODMAPs is an acronym for “Fermentable Oligo-, Di-, and Monosaccharides and Polyols.” Essentially, it refers to foods that contain easily fermentable, short-chain sugars that increase fluid delivery into your large bowel, causing pain in certain individuals.*

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Dried Flower Christmas Ornaments

I know, I know. This is some sort of food blog and here I am being crafty. Truth is, I’m terribly un-crafty. I never craft, I suck at crafts, and honestly have little interest in them. However, when I got married in May 2012, I knew I’d spent too much money and fallen too in love with my wedding flowers to simply toss them at the end of the night. I wasn’t sure just what I’d do with them, but I hung them upside down to dry anyway.

Some of my wedding flowers. © Katherine O'Brien Photography

Some of my wedding flowers. © Katherine O’Brien Photography

A month after getting married we moved across the country and all of our belongings were in storage for three months. On a whim, I put all the dried flowers in mason jars for safe travel. Then, it dawned on me. We (read: my husband) really love Christmas. We’re not religious, but we celebrate nonetheless. Hubby’s birthday is Xmas Eve, we adore homemade egg nog (maybe I can talk my husband into a guest post?) and it doesn’t take much to get us in a festive spirit.

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