My Story

When I was a young child, only 6 years old, my mother was diagnosed with breast cancer. While the path ahead was unclear, the medical field was creating cancer protocols (1983) as fast as my mother was researching her own protocol. She quickly made the decision to transform the nutrition of our home. She set rules, boundaries, became the gatekeeper of health and her family. Rules such as no hot dogs, no margarine, no sugary beverages. Removing fake foods and focusing on real food. More fruits and vegetables and placed a priority on movement and overall health.
Over the next 35 years, I saw her listen to doctor’s advice, yet I also saw her tell them what medicine she would take, which ones she would pass on, and how she would proceed. She taught me to speak up, listen to my gut feeling, and most importantly, be my own patient advocate.
I always admired her example and fight, but I had no idea how these life lessons would serve me in my own battles. Just like most of you, I didn’t seek help until I started suffering and started my own journey.
When my oldest son was diagnosed with attention deficit disorder, we found resolution from the struggle with nutritional changes. I recalled my mom removing foods that triggered toxicity in her body and damaged her cells. That seed served me well.
Then, I had my own experience with heavy cycles, cramps, PCOS, infertility, vasovagal syncope (passing out), adrenal fatigue, adenomyosis, a sluggish thyroid and cystic activity on both my thyroid and ovaries. I was diagnosed with hypoglycemia, yet funny enough that disappeared also. It always sounds like a mouthful, but the body often struggles in many areas at once. The problems become widespread and complex quickly.