Today we celebrated DH’s birthday. While everyone else was eating burgers and fries and cake, I ate a salad I had to make myself and yogurt. For the first time I got to see how people with life or death (or just bad pain) sorts of dietary needs live. You look at the menu and wonder what you can have only to find that you can’t have a single thing. Or, if you find something even remotely close, you wonder how it’s been prepared. For instance, on SCD you can have beef, but not if it’s been cooked over charcoal.
So, yeah. I can’t eat out without being a total pain in the ass because on SCD you can’t have gluten, most dairy, and no sugar.