Just came back from the hospital, where I had my six-month follow-up appointment after being declared coeliac in February. I said I hadn't noticed much difference in everyday life since going on the diet; perhaps I need a bit less sleep than I used to, but perhaps not, and not by much in any case. The gastroenterologist pointed out that I was gradually gaining weight in spite of having stopped pigging out on pizza and Chinese takeaways, and that this probably implies that I'm absorbing nutrition better than I used to.

He stated that as if it was a good thing, but it seems somehow unfair to me. If I'd continued to eat pizza and lemon chicken and continued to get fat, fair enough, that's the price you pay for nice food. And if I'd gone on a diet and got thin again, that would be fair enough too. But the net effect of this gluten-free diet appears to be that I'm not allowed to eat pizza and Chinese and I still get fat, and regardless of subtle positive effects on my long-term health I can't help feeling a bit hard done by there.

Oh well. The good news is that he doesn't think it'll be necessary to have me unpleasantly poked and prodded a second time; a routine blood test should be adequate to confirm that my condition has improved as a result of the diet.