Remember when you didn’t think all the time about how you felt?
When you didn’t wonder…
Will my rash flare up?
How much hair can possibly fall out?
Why do I keep gaining weight in weird places?
Why am I so damn, dead tired but still can’t sleep?
Sweet Jesus in the gardens, what will stop this crazy itching?
Can I wear this cute dress to dinner, or will my belly bust out of it as soon as I eat?
And of course…
Is there going to be a bathroom where we’re going? And will it be soundproof?
Wouldn’t it be great to go back to when you took your health for granted?
Newsflash: You won’t.
You can go back to your health being what it was (feeling good/great again), but you’ll never again take it as a given.
You’ll be grateful for every day that you wake up feeling great — especially when you feel that way all day.
But you WILL forget what it’s like to feel like crap.
I know, because I’m at almost 100% now.
And just a short while ago, I was at negative 152. *(That’s an approximate number for feeling like utter hell.)
My sickness-to-wellness story has three parts.
The Every-Symptom-Under-The-Sun Mystery
This once upon a time story begins in 2008.
I’d just broken up with a boyfriend of 8 years, started a new job while finishing University full time, and moved to a whole new town. Stress much?
At that point, I’d been living with hypothyroidism and its symptoms ( cold, hair loss, fatigue, chronic constipation) for more than 10 years already.
Then I came down with some silly infection, and the doctor prescribed me powerful antibiotics. Then?
I got constant yeast infections. (Or, like I say, “lady infections.”)
I couldn’t eat food without throwing up, or my belly blowing up.
Then there was crippling joint pain, a chronic barking cough that drove everyone nuts, smelly post nasal drip, chest pain, heart palpitations…and the list kept growing.
I became allergic, very allergic. Scents of any kind would make breathing difficult.
And then came the hives. Every day, every night, never ending, painfully itchy, debilitating hives. First on my arms, then my belly, back, legs, and creeping up my neck.
An especially well-cologned cousin hugged me, and my eyes swelled shut.
I went to the doctors. “It’s all normal,” they told me.
Going to the bathroom once a week? Normal.
Being so cold you have to wear wool socks and a sweatshirt to bed? Normal.
Joint pain so bad you can barely get up the stairs? Normal.
Hives? Live with it.
“Or maybe it’s MS”, I got told that, too.
Also: “Thrush like that could only mean AIDS or cancer.”
This went on for 4 years.
I was due to get married in 7 months at that point but was so sick I didn’t know if I would be able to go ahead with the wedding! Even scarier for me was the possibility of not being able to start a family since my disease had also disrupted my menstrual cycle.
Just when I thought I’d had enough, I woke up one morning in a feverish sweat with a hideous, fire-hot, festering thing on my face the size of a golf ball.
It was the cold sore from HELL.
It always takes something to kick you into action. This did it for me.
If anything could top this, I didn’t want to find out.
It was obvious that my immune system had given up!
Finally, I picked up the book my soon-to-be husband had bought me two years earlier. It was all about IBS (Irritable bowel syndrome), which was one thing I knew I had for sure. It taught me that my symptoms could actually all be tied together and linked to belly bacteria imbalance, Candida in my case.
I found a community online for people with Candida.
We shared recipes, tips, all the information we could find. There wasn’t much available out there at the time.
I made food changes. I lost 17 pounds in 17 days, the hives went away, and, after feeling like a zombie for a bit, the fog finally lifted and I was back to being me.
I got married and pregnant.
Literally. We’re talking 4 days apart.
I had a blissful two years of living and eating the way I used to again. The candida was gone. The IBS, the hives, everything.
And then came Baby #2. Or…
Another Downward Spiral
The symptoms started coming back while I was pregnant. I stayed in denial and brushed off the itchy legs and everything else as “pregnancy stuff.”
Then came an emergency delivery requiring a blood transfusion. My immune system really took a hit after this.
The hives came back, with a vengeance. Belly bloat, pains, constipation — back in full force.
The itchy legs got worse, and what they said was eczema spread to my hands as well.
We’re talking an up all night, scratch-your-skin-off situation.
When the hives crept up around my neck one night and triggered a coughing fit that cut off my breathing, I went to the ER.
They swiftly jabbed me with an Epi shot. My heart pounded out of my chest and my teeth chattered as my whole body nearly shook clean off the gurney.
This is what they call “a wake-up call.”
Again, my immunologist told me, “you might be one of those people who has to live with it.”
Live with it? Live with torturous itching, and life-threatening flare-ups?
I went back to what I’d done to get better the first time, but went deeper.
I felt better in 4 days.
But this time, I didn’t let down my guard.
I kept up my regimens.
I got the support of an amazing naturopath, who did testing so I could get the nutrients and supplements my body needed to heal.
I started studying holistic health and nutrition. I slowly made major and minor lifestyle changes that were key in my healing process.
This time, it’s a never-going-back, lifetime change. Or, as I like to say…
Happily Ever Healthy
I was so excited about the change in my health, I decided to turn it into a career.
I knew there had to be plenty of other people out there dealing with crippling symptoms no one could explain.
People who went to doctors and were told, “It’s normal.”
Or, “Live with it.”
People like you.
I started off just helping family, friends, and friends of friends.
Then everywhere I went I’d meet strangers in the same boat, their health spiraling out of control.
People who desperately needed help but thought there was nothing they could do. I knew with just a bit of guidance and information, their lives and their health could completely turn around.
I just had to share what I knew.
After talking with them for 10 minutes, I always had 80 sticky notes to hand them — what they need to read, what foods they should try adding to their diet or cutting out and why, the supplements they should add in, websites they’ve GOT to check out, and then lifestyle changes they should try.
This website is that pile of sticky notes.
…Because I can’t meet everyone, but I want to help them all.
And I want to help YOU.
Ready to start feeling better?
Here’s your best first step, right on this sticky note:
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2 must-read books,
4 game-changing websites
3 supplements EVERYONE should be taking
And other tips that’ll have you feeling better in 1-2 weeks, MAX.
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