2 slices toasted french bread w/ EVOO and garlic powder
2 packets cream of wheat
All WHEAT/GLUTEN! Why do you do this to yourself? You know the outcome. And yes, all of those taste darn yummy, BUT. . . !
You may have a gluten intolerance now, but if you keep this up, you will end up with celiac disease. You need to let whatever is wrong heal up inside. Everytime you have a bout of sickness, damage is being done. And then there is the inflammation that gets out of hand, and that can even cause of more damage. There is a point of no return/repair with this.
Go and look for Cream of Brown Rice, Spelt bread (low gluten - which may or may not be tolerated), and Rice crackers instead. Many people have a wheat intolerance, as do I, and there are many options that are wheat-free now (just have to look at the labels though, as many use eggs as the protein binder for the baked good).
You have begun to learn what to eat as a vegan as you made a conscious choice to not eat animal and animal products for either a moral or health point of view. Now you need to learn what to eat that your body reacts badly to, from a health point of view, and be conscious of it - get passed the denial part . . . quickly.
(Denial as in - oh that looks good, and my tastebuds are just salivating at the thought of tasting that delicious food. oh I can just have it this just one more time. I know it will bloat me or make my tummy feel achy, but it will be worth just to taste it. And you devour it, and feel all yummy inside as it passes the tastebuds. Then in less than an hour, your tummy starts to protest and you play all stupid by not knowing why it is acting up at all. it was just 2 little crackers. just 2 little garlic toasts. and just two little packets of cream of wheat. why are you doing this to me body? and you know why. then your mind tells the body that it wasn't all that bad. and that you don't have a problem. well you do, but it is just a little inconvenience. but you know it isn't. this is denial talking).
1 oz low salt lays.....
don't even get me started on this! you already know this as bad as you put . . . . . . after it.
My rant to you is over now. I know somewhere inside of you, the little angel on the one shoulder is telling all of this. I just want to be the choir for that little angel, so as to drown out the sweet seductions of the little red devil on your other shoulder that has your tastebuds for its choir.