Post by david1 on Feb 11, 2015 4:42:11 GMT -5
Good morning/afternoon to all. i am new to this forum and found it very interesting,
A little about myself, i am 50, yes 50!, i have two brothers and a sister, one of my brothers is the same as me, other brother and sister are "normal" lol. Married with 3 grown up daughters all living in the UK all "normal" + two Gran Children "Normal". I have traveled for work my whole life and can tell you at times i wondered why, with that said, i have been living and working in the Middle east for the last 3 years.
I have never been diagnosed, but can tell you that i am 100% HFI, I only found out the name for it about 10 years ago, through my bothers wife, she obviously had a bee in her bonnet to find what it was, and came across an article on HFI, it was actually nice to find a name for it not just " cant eat sweets".
I am one of the lucky ones,more by persistence on my mum's part with many doctors. Being born in the early 60's very little if anything was known about HFI, Same story when changing from milk to solids i was continually sick every time after feeding, mum being concerned took me to doctor after doctor with no real explanation, eventual one Dr said try "Glucose" this seamed to work and i started to thrive.
As i grew mum learnt and i my opinion was the best mum in the world, she never pushed any food on to me she would put it in front and allow me to eat what i wanted on my plate, admittedly i remember very little about it.
As i grew and school started infants, 4 year to 7 years was not to bad as lunch was packed from home, primary 7 years to 11 years was the worst, in those days everyone had school dinners Free, hated every minute of it, what was dished up on your plate you were expected to eat, so when i finished what ever i could eat on my plate and went to discard the rest in the bin, the teachers would always send me back to my place to eat "HELL" is all i can remember, i think my mum was at the school 3-4 time a week trying to explain to no avail, eventually i stopped school dinners and packed lunch it was. high school came and went without to many issue
As the years passed i learnt that my taste buds were my main protector, when i was younger learning what i could and couldn't eat was always trial and error, good days! bad day! Eventually you learn!.now i know most of what is OK and what is not, i still try different things, the way i work now is if it tastes sweet "DON'T EAT" this has helped greatly with reducing the bad days, still occasionally i have then, some foods that you eat taste OK "no Sweet Taste" with in minutes you know that there was something in it.. Hot! Sweaty! feeling sick,confused! fizzy! (followed by trip to the bathroom) ahhh "feel slightly better". This has not stopped me going out trying new restaurants, but i still pick the most simplest thing on the menu and hope its OK, always make sure there is food at home for after if it don't work out..
Yes it is hard at times not being able to eat like normal people. I look at cakes, chocolate, sweets and wish i could eat them they look so delicious but resist the urge, because i know if i do another trip to the Bathroom will follow.
Life has been a tough traveling, always a worry but i was not going to let it stop my career. Travelling was and still is a challenge. Hotels evening meal simple Omelette, or steak if available, Breakfast Omelette, KFC is and has always been my life saver where ever i am. well 90%. always carried crackers when travelling to new destinations just in case.
The moral of my story is if it tastes sweet, don't eat it.
I am thinking of getting diagnosed but don't see the point now, have liver the last 50 years without conformation, do i need a doctor to tell me what i already Know. Not Really!
I hope that my story helps some of you, yes food can become very boring with little choice, survival is the key, try things by all means but if it done work out add to you list of no's, if you see it again avoid, don't think this time it might be OK because it won't!!!! HFI is for life!! We are not different, just a bit fussy with our food.
Have a great day.
David
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A little about myself, i am 50, yes 50!, i have two brothers and a sister, one of my brothers is the same as me, other brother and sister are "normal" lol. Married with 3 grown up daughters all living in the UK all "normal" + two Gran Children "Normal". I have traveled for work my whole life and can tell you at times i wondered why, with that said, i have been living and working in the Middle east for the last 3 years.
I have never been diagnosed, but can tell you that i am 100% HFI, I only found out the name for it about 10 years ago, through my bothers wife, she obviously had a bee in her bonnet to find what it was, and came across an article on HFI, it was actually nice to find a name for it not just " cant eat sweets".
I am one of the lucky ones,more by persistence on my mum's part with many doctors. Being born in the early 60's very little if anything was known about HFI, Same story when changing from milk to solids i was continually sick every time after feeding, mum being concerned took me to doctor after doctor with no real explanation, eventual one Dr said try "Glucose" this seamed to work and i started to thrive.
As i grew mum learnt and i my opinion was the best mum in the world, she never pushed any food on to me she would put it in front and allow me to eat what i wanted on my plate, admittedly i remember very little about it.
As i grew and school started infants, 4 year to 7 years was not to bad as lunch was packed from home, primary 7 years to 11 years was the worst, in those days everyone had school dinners Free, hated every minute of it, what was dished up on your plate you were expected to eat, so when i finished what ever i could eat on my plate and went to discard the rest in the bin, the teachers would always send me back to my place to eat "HELL" is all i can remember, i think my mum was at the school 3-4 time a week trying to explain to no avail, eventually i stopped school dinners and packed lunch it was. high school came and went without to many issue
As the years passed i learnt that my taste buds were my main protector, when i was younger learning what i could and couldn't eat was always trial and error, good days! bad day! Eventually you learn!.now i know most of what is OK and what is not, i still try different things, the way i work now is if it tastes sweet "DON'T EAT" this has helped greatly with reducing the bad days, still occasionally i have then, some foods that you eat taste OK "no Sweet Taste" with in minutes you know that there was something in it.. Hot! Sweaty! feeling sick,confused! fizzy! (followed by trip to the bathroom) ahhh "feel slightly better". This has not stopped me going out trying new restaurants, but i still pick the most simplest thing on the menu and hope its OK, always make sure there is food at home for after if it don't work out..
Yes it is hard at times not being able to eat like normal people. I look at cakes, chocolate, sweets and wish i could eat them they look so delicious but resist the urge, because i know if i do another trip to the Bathroom will follow.
Life has been a tough traveling, always a worry but i was not going to let it stop my career. Travelling was and still is a challenge. Hotels evening meal simple Omelette, or steak if available, Breakfast Omelette, KFC is and has always been my life saver where ever i am. well 90%. always carried crackers when travelling to new destinations just in case.
The moral of my story is if it tastes sweet, don't eat it.
I am thinking of getting diagnosed but don't see the point now, have liver the last 50 years without conformation, do i need a doctor to tell me what i already Know. Not Really!
I hope that my story helps some of you, yes food can become very boring with little choice, survival is the key, try things by all means but if it done work out add to you list of no's, if you see it again avoid, don't think this time it might be OK because it won't!!!! HFI is for life!! We are not different, just a bit fussy with our food.
Have a great day.
David
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