|Just prior to hospitalisation|
Late 2008, early 2009 we were at a loss - something was wrong with our little girl. Her belly was hard, she had some fluctuating toilet issues and she seemed to have less energy than usual. We were living in country Qld at the time for my husband's work.
I had suspected something wasn't quite right for a while - her tummy felt very hard and I often commented to my husband about it. During visits to the GP and paediatrician for the usual stuff - vaccinations and the like, I often brought up the stomach issue. It felt like the matter was often brushed aside as she seemed generally well and at the time was not failing to thrive. I think it was my constant banging on about it that pushed the doctors to look further - that and the fact that other symptoms started to appear. Call it mother's instinct or whatever you want but I just knew something was really wrong.
Although Abbey was looking like the poster child for Coeliac Disease and her blood test delivered a result of over 100, the gold standard for diagnosis was a biopsy.. so we anxiously waited. A trip to Brisbane for family commitments shortly afterwards resulted in an unscheduled visit to the Royal Children's Hospital. Abbey was so sick and we were frightened. She was admitted straight away. We were told she was bordering coeliac crisis. As expected the biopsy confirmed Coeliac Disease and we began the road to recovery. Abbey was 20 months old.
|Happy & well today|
Not long after, the rest of our family was tested and I was shocked to learn I too am Coeliac. Shocked because I have never suffered with ANY of the symptoms that Abbey displayed and have always felt very well. I am what you call asymptomatic. I was in denial. How could this be? I questioned the result but there it was in black and white. A biopsy confirmed everything.