My ‘Friend’ Lactose Intolerance
My good old friend, lactose intolerance. We’ve been friends for nearly 10 years now. 10 long years of pain, suffering, accidental encounters, and despair.
First, I thought you were a joke. I mean you’re told milk is good for you. From a young age it’s thrown in your face that you have to make sure to drink your milk if you want healthy teeth and bones!
Then, I thought you weren’t really serious. I mean, c’mon … a little cheese isn’t going to hurt anyone? Right? Just a small block, just to taste it again.
And then, came the ‘forgetfulness’ stage. I mean, the last attack wasn’t that bad. And I was definitely over exaggerating the effects, they were minor! I’ll be fine, just you see.
And now, the final stage – reluctant admittance.Also known as ‘if anyone eats cheese within 300 yards from where I’m sat, I will watch them like a hawk and occasionally lick my lips’.