About two years ago I was diagnosed with Fructose Intolerance…… (I dont know why i put capital letters for Fructose Intolerance)
Let me start again. About two years ago I was diagnosed with f, which is also known as “dietary fructose intolerance”. Basically it is a disorder that makes absorption of fructose impossible. The symptoms are very similar to the syndrome that is called irritable bowel. Which means I often have a funny tummy.
I can live with the funny tummy. The biggest symptom I have is Hives (Urticaria). Hives ar meant to look like welts, but mine look like scratches, kind of like I have been in a fight with a nasty cat like creature.
I don’t call them hives. For me they are The Dreaded Spong. I have had The Dreaded Spong on and off all my life. It has been a curse. You would think now I know what causes it I would do something about it.
Seriously, I am a guy.. Of course I am not going to do anything about it!
That was until the last month. Mrs Rabbit, my loverly life partner has been becoming increasingly nervous about my health. Mrs Rabbit and I are both over 40 and have recently (like two and a bit years ago welcomed a baby rabbit into our house) baby rabbit is deeply loved by Mrs Rabbit and I, but given we are old parents we are worried about leaving this mortal coil early and leaving our little rabbit to fend for herself.
SO I have decided this year to live like a carnivorous rabbit should. No more fructose or compex sugars for the next 12 months. That means any thing with a high fructose load and all foods that are fructans and I am going to get technical here. To follow this blog you need to understand what these are;
Fermentable oligo-, di- and mono-saccharides and polyols (FODMAPs).
Diet drinks and sugar drinks.
Last night I did what any Rabbit would do before undertaking such a challenge. I ate;
Three ice creams, a chocolate mousse, ten biscuits and two red velvet cupcakes.
I am now ready