I started this blog in 2013 when I had just discovered the connection between histamine intolerance and menopause. It was a time when I suffered, among many other symptoms, with an invisible itch that made me scratch my arms until they got dark and leathery.
Once I got my body under control the itch went away. It was back for the first time since, on Saturday. I cannot begin to tell you how terrifying it was to feel it again.
If you’ve ever had an itch with no hives, you might know what it feels like. It’s almost hard to describe how differently it feels from an ordinary itch. It feels like there is no way to get relief from it even if you scratch it or rub it. It just laughs at you and comes on stronger!
I ran for the ginger and quercetin and managed to get it to go away. It’s not been back since. So why did this thing rear its butt ugly head all of a sudden? I started analyzing the last couple of days before it showed up.
One day last week I remember scratching my leg like the old days of raging intolerance. But I’m not sure why. Then, when I got home from work on Friday I noticed someone had cleaned the condo’s common areas with some kind of very pungent cleaner. It wasn’t bleach, but I think I reacted to it as if it were. Bleach is one of the most triggering things for me to encounter.
I left to go have a snack with a friend and wound up having a large amount of spinach dip washed down with a histamine triggering grapefruit drink. You see where I’m going here?
Let me just say I am not the least bit careful about my eating these days, as I’m sure you can tell. I pretty much can eat anything I want. But my body gave me fair warning. “If you stop paying attention than one day you are going to pay, and pay big!” The dreadful itch was a warning shot across the bow.
I’ve felt fatigued and like I have “fat eyes” since. As I write this I’m thinking wow, I feel awful. And I have parent teacher back to school night tomorrow, so I’m going home early to bathe in ginger and quercetin. Well maybe not bathe in it… But I will be having butternut squash and apple soup tonight. My old standby of high nutrition and low histamine. Got to get in shape to talk to parents about their little darlings.
I’ve always questioned whether I’m cured, healed, or managed. I think these last few days indicate more managed than cured. But honestly I’ve never actually felt cured. I’ve always felt as if I got the intolerance under control but that it’s still something I have. And this weekend really proved that out.
I still think of myself as histamine intolerant. I’ve never thought I was, as in past tense. I think I am. But it lost its meaning along the way. And now my 83 year old mother is struggling with debilitating hives that the allergist and the dermatologist and the internist can’t figure out. She won’t listen to me. But watching her makes me very aware that I do not want to be suffering with this at 83. I can control it before I ever get to that point.
So here’s the lesson for the day. Don’t fall into the same trap I did thinking it all won’t come back if you just go back to “normal” life without intolerance. You are probably intolerant and always will be. But you can manage it and keep it at bay if you are thoughtful and careful.
Don’t be like me! Live more mindfully than I have been. And always listen to your body. It knows best.
Be well friends,