A Low Histamine Life

When I first started this low histamine journey, I told myself I’d give it a fair trial. I didn’t know what to expect - only that I was tired of feeling sick, tired of being dismissed, tired of fighting my own body and not being heard.

It’s now been almost 5 months. And as hard as it’s been, I can honestly say it’s been life-changing.

The difference is night and day. I sleep better. I have more energy. My pain has eased. The constant, intense bloating that used to control so many of my days is gone. And my flare-ups - the ones that used to come weekly, sometimes multiple times a week - have only happened a handful of times in these months.

It’s bittersweet, though. After years of pain, confusion, and feeling brushed off by the medical system, finding something that helps feels like both relief and grief. Relief because I may finally have answers - and grief because it took so long to get here. Because I had to fight this hard to be believed.

This change hasn’t been easy. It means another diagnosis, more rules, more adjustments. But it also means a step forward. A glimpse of what “better” can feel like - and that’s something I never take for granted.

The next step is seeing an allergy immunologist. The wait is long - 12 to 15 months - and when I first heard that, it felt like another punch to the stomach. But instead of sitting in that frustration, I’m choosing to focus on what is working. I’m holding onto the hope that this wait will be worth it. And in the meantime, I’m thankful that I finally feel “better”.

I’ll continue sharing my journey - the ups, the hard parts, tips, tricks, the small wins. Because if this helps even one person feel less alone in their own search for answers, then it’s worth it.

Here’s to progress, even when it comes slowly. Here’s to hope, and to healing - one meal, one day, one small step at a time.

Thank you for being here 💕