Good news and bad news. No obvious celiac disease. No C.diff. No immune system arthritis, inflammatory diseases, etc. I had bread last night at dinner, and a big oatmeal cookie just now. I will find out for sure what happens tonight or tomorrow a.m. Then maybe I can continue to eat wheat, but I'm going to stick to stuff from the health food store. I'm not sure if genetically modified wheat and corn are something I can digest from now on. I have an appointment for an upper endoscopy and sigmoidoscopy in 3 wks. Sigh. At least I can go out to eat on Valentine's Day with-husband before I have to do the pill/liquid diet thing again. Which, by the way, is only 1 day, not 3 this time. Interesting: the dr said that this time, he's going to put me completely under because I had notable trouble with-my regular colonoscopy. "Did I say something?" He smiled and said, "No ..." "I didn't hit you, did I?" He laughed and said "No." "Blood pressure?" He nodded, and said, "Just enough of a problem that I put down a notation for next time. I didn't take detailed notes." "Well, you used an amnesiac." "Yes." "Thank you for that!!" He also discovered that I've been taking digestive enzymes and he wanted to know what kind. I called husband's ofc and one of the staffers read the ingredients to me while I had her on speaker phone. The dr said that was very important, and that I should stop taking them. At least three of the ingredients not only digest your food, but when you're in rough shape like I am, they digest YOU and that's very bad. It must be something like aspirin, where most of us can handle a bit of bleeding, unless something else is out of whack. Very interesting. So I stopped by the health food store and picked up different dark chocolate bars without milk, and some other items. I've reintroduced chocolate today, too. Darn, shouldn't have done that along with the cookie. But I'm relatively certain that it was the milk in the chocolate that caused problems last time, and not the chocolate itself. Plus, I'm not eating an entire bar. husband was very interested today when I told him the enzyme info. And the appointment for more scoping. He has not been terribly sympathetic and is a passed master at changing the subject and telling lame jokes, just like his dad used to be. He does not like sensitive topics, that's for sure. I have to admit, the last one was funny. But I wasn't in a funny mood. The other day I told him that I'd been in the bathroom for a long time and he totally, absolutely ignored me and started stroking a photo of a Corvette or Lamborghini or something in a magazine. "OOh, I love this car!" "husband, I said I was in the bathroom for a long time, and I'm exhausted, and depressed, and I could use some sympathy." More about the car photo. "husband, people can die from this. What are you going to tell people at my funeral when it turns out that I pooped myself to death?" "I always told you she was full of sh*t."