I am astounded!

Yesterday, I was very 'naughty', or this is how I choose to describe it.  I fell off the vegan wagon.  I was cooking with stilton.  I ate some.  No, I gorged on what I was not using in my recipe for guests.  I ate a lot.  I was choosing 'not to waste it', I was falling for the article I have just read about how 'addictive' cheese is, it was not my 'fault', i could not help it, blah, blah, excuses, excuses.

It was delicious.  I felt guilty.  My stomach was not pleased to receive it and sent it on it's way quite promptly.

But, exactly 24 hours later, and a few more non vegan morsels later, the arthritis symptoms I had before becoming vegan, are back with a vengeance.  I welcome them, they are clear proof, further proof if it was needed, of the connection between the discomfort of arthritis and dairy.  I did not wonder if I would get the pain, it is not psychosomatic.  It did not occur to me that it could be so instant, so directly connected.   It is extreme, I am limping, I am avoiding  walking between the kitchen and dining room.  It is OK now that I am sitting here and I doubt it will keep me awake.  I will be interested to see how soon it will subside, as I believe it will.

I am horrified that when I told the physios of my improvement after giving up dairy last year, they just dismissed it.  I wonder if there is much research of the topic, if not, there clearly needs to be a study.  Anecdotal evidence such as this will never be acceptable in the scientific world, but it is a powerful anecdote.