Around Christmas time I received a Facebook message from a gal I knew in college when we studied abroad in London, saying that she too has Fructose Malabsorption.
Of course I was sad for her, but mostly I was excited. I finally know someone else who has it! Poor Megan. But yay for me! (I don’t feel too bad admitting this, because she said she felt the same way when she found my blog.)
We made plans to make the candy hearts everyone gives out on Valentine’s Day with the little messages. “C u later,” “call me,” “fructose sucks,” you know, the usual sayings. Continue reading