Gaining It All Back

Processed food came on the scene when I was in grade school. My mother was working full time when I was in fourth grade, plus another part time job when I was in high school. I had three sisters and a brother. I remember spending a lot of time home with my sisters and brother, but I don’t really remember my mom being there, so she must have been working many hours.

I remember sitting down for dinners and picking numbers (small numbers on yellow pieces of paper that were thrown into a hat), to allow you to pick the leftover of your choice. This was a great game. Would it be left over hamburger helper, casserole, mac and cheese? I remember the big gallon jugs of milk and cheese we always had and the bread we ate. Food was our gathering spot, where my brother and I got tested for spelling, where we fought over the leftovers from previous nights.

I always seemed to have problems with my ears, throat and hearing. I have memories of my mom talking, and me just not hearing her, but just seeing her talk.

Inflammation, congestion, frequent bouts of bronchitis, antibiotics, chlorine, dairy, sugar, grains, additives, hormones—what do these all have in common? They all create inflammation which was commonly treated with antibiotics. Antibiotics and chlorine plus commonly found products in our daily lives, kill the good bacteria that we want to flourish in our guts. I had rounds and rounds of antibiotics that I remember as a child. I got sick, I got antibiotics.

I had relapse after relapse as I look back, not understanding why or what was wrong. Doctors didn’t catch it either, they just tried to help with prescriptions. They didn’t know.

Years went by, I would have years of coping with my brother’s death, my parents’ divorce and my past.

Finally, May of 2011, at the age of 48 and years of being confused, sick and being told my ailments were all in my head or caused by stress, I was now hearing “You need to see a neurologist, you probably have multiple sclerosis.”

I walked out of the office stunned…

What the heck is MS? I was scared, I couldn’t see out of my left eye, I was crying, sitting in my jeep, called my husband and asked him, “is that the Jerry Lewis thing?”

I was officially diagnosed July 11, 2011 at the age of 48. A day I will never forget. A year after this day a year after learning how my freedom was in jeopardy with my “new normal,” as it was called. I vowed to fight for a life I never had known.

Today I am grateful for all the lessons I have learned and continue to learn each day. In 2016, started a new life of reinventing. Not the “new normal” but the life I want! I am still learning and doing. This has not been easy, but I have been surrounded by so many angels daily that give me the message that I am on the right path. I have gained back my life, my mobility, love hiking and experiencing what I have never had before!
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Katrina Touckè

Katrina has reinvented her life after her disabling relapse and diagnosis of MS in 2011. She has reclaimed her life and health, went back to school 2017 and now specializes in Gut Health, Autoimmune and is a Certified Integrative Health Coach, helping others reclaim their health in all aspects of their lives. She lives in her tiny house with her 2 large dogs in the San Juan Mountains of Southern Colorado where she loves to hike with them. Katrina's passion with her life shines brightly, as she shares her story and lessons to help others #nevergiveup. Follow her journey on her website.