This is my third week gluten-free. Last night I had a nightmare that I ate a crouton. Every day I have a moment where I think, oh, I'll just go grab a snack...get some lunch...have a bite...Wait, I can't have that! What, am I crazy?
I haven't cheated, and I haven't been tempted to cheat. I have plenty to eat (although I have a restricted list of about ten things right now) and I have gluten-free snack options that don't make me sick that I keep close at hand. I feel pretty clear about what is safe and what isn't, and I go on Google to answer the tough "is this ingredient in mustard OK?" kind of questions. (I am staying away from mustard for a while, but you get the picture.)
But this sudden realization thing -- wait, I'm not supposed to just go out and eat stuff! -- startles me in odd moments, like spotting something in the corner of your eye. I always do a mental double take. And now I'm dreaming about making stupid mistakes, like forgetting croutons are out. Not that I've even seen a crouton in the past few weeks (I only eat out at select places, and they don't have salad).
I guess I'm just scared I'm going to eat a crouton. This is a weird mental place for me to be. I have this feeling of double-think: everything's normal and under-control, but at the same time I have to radically change my relationship to eating. It's no longer casual.
Anyway, this is a self-indulgent post, I know. But I hope by writing it down I can exorcize this startled feeling about the GFD and make it a normal part of my subconscious.
You're normal--I startle out of my sleep when I discover that I'm eating a sandwich. It freaks me out! I don't know if these nightmares ever go away--I've been gluten free for nearly nine years.....and, still, there are those sandwich nightmares!
My mother, myself and my daughter all have dreams of accidentally eating gluten. My daughter and I are about 2 years gluten free, and I believe my mom is 4 years gluten free. I always have a dream where I am eating something then 1/2 way through think, "What the heck am I doing? This is loaded with gluten." Like I totally forget to think about gluten before I put something in my mouth. As if.
Just last night, I had a stress dream that my aunt (wonderful cook) was trying to cook safely for me while I stressed out about it. In the dream I ate a piece of french bread, was immediately horrified when I realized what I was doing, and woke up all freaked out from it. Luckily I don't have these dreams too often.
Argh -- so it never gets better, then. Thanks for comiserating! I was thinking about this while staring at a plate of wonderful-smelling pastries at an office meeting today. I kept having to remind myself I'm not supposed to reach for it. It was like training a puppy to sit still! (But I resisted).
This hasn't happened to be with gluten (yet) but I would not be surprised if it did.
I was a vegetarian for several years, and I would often have dreams where I ate meat despite knowing I didn't normally do so. No such dreams since I went back to being an omnivore.
If something's on your mind, you're more likely to dream about it, plain and simple. It may "get better" or may not. There's probably a good chance that the less room it rents in your head, the less you'll dream about it. You may have dreams less often, or they may be less anxiety-provoking/upsetting, as you get a better handle on being gluten-free and it becomes more routine/you feel more in control of it.
Diagnosed celiac December 2012 (bloodwork + endoscopy). Gluten-free since.
I had the sandwich nightmares for months, they've now been replaced by the Chapmans ice cream nightmares - so tasty, always glutenfree and so reasonably priced, but alas, not lactose free, I often wonder what will be next and pray that it wont be wine!
I had a dream where I was eating fried chicken and knew it was going to kill me, so I was trying to vomit. What a nightmare! However, I do have a serious problem of sleep walking and I have often wondered if I consumed gluten during it when I have days I don't feel so well. Crazy! I know!!!! My home is a shared household. I told my children gluten must go!
How far you go in life depends on your being tender with the young, compassionate with the aged, sympathetic with the striving and tolerant of the weak and strong. Because someday in your life you will have been all of these.
George Washington Carver
Great stories...mine usually involves a huge piece of pizza ooozing with cheese (which I was not able to tolerate either for a long time). Phew...what a panic to wake up to that. Oh we're a unique breed aren't we? lol Da big bad PIZZA monster!