We ended up at Applebees...it's one of our regular places to go and oddly enough, I order the same thing every time and it's gluten-free! I had a steak, mashed potatoes, and broccoli. I did relay to the waiter that I was gluten intolerant (apparently, even if you are choosing gluten-free on the menu, you should tell your server so they can make sure the cook doesn't use your spatula for flipping your kid's breaded strips or adding some mystery sauce to your food). I'm pretty sure that the waiter thought I had some toxic, communicable disease. I swear he backed up a step. Probably didn't help that I laughed at him!! I told him to just write it on the order (hoping the chef would have a clue!).
After ballet, we went to Dairy Queen. This is our normal treat. This week, though, I had to forego the cone. I was so happy the other day when I learned that Dilly Bars are gluten-free....I don't have to miss out on a dip-cone anymore (well, the cone's gone but I'm trying not to think of that!). Plus, Dilly Bars can be bought in a box and taken home! Score! It's also very timely that M learned how to lick her cone finally so it doesn't drip...since I guess "helping" her with drips is out of the question. Funny thing, she actually didn't finish her cone last night (that's strange!) and offered me the
I have an appointment next week with the gastroenterologist. It's not the one I wanted to see but, since I couldn't get to see him until July, I consented to seeing one of his fellows for now. Just to make sure we are on the right track.
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