Feed the Wellness

Feed the Wellness is a home to share my passion for health with each of you. I'm here to give you the tools to feel powerful, vivacious and in control of your life. 

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I graduated from Institute of Integrative Nutrition in March 2017. Now,  I'm here to help YOU be the best version of yourself! Through my journey of endless questions and no answers, figuring it out for myself has taught me so much and been the best decision for my health; but also finding the team to help me was vital in my journey. I hope my story resonates with you, or someone you know, let's get started! 

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My Story

 

Growing up in the land of BBQ, TexMex, and frozen food delivery services, I had my fair share of indulgent eating a majority of my life. At the same time, I had a very keen awareness around what I was eating and knowing if a choice was good or bad for me. I just didn't have the strong mentality in place to make healthy decisions, over the indulgent choices. 

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Although I thought I knew what was healthy for me. I often told myself, "just this little bite," or "one more bowl of queso" wouldn't be the worst thing. Because, hey we only live once, right?! 

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That way of thinking caught up with me after I moved from Texas to Chicago, and started a job where I traveled half the year. This is when I first noticed having severe stomach pains after eating. 

 

I mentioned this pain to a doctor and he pretty much told me it was just from traveling and I shouldn't worry about it. Therefore, I didn't worry about it and it just never went away. Instead, these pains became my "new normal". 

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Four years later, 2014, same job, lots of stress, eating cookies, pizza and soda to energize me through late nights of work, my body gave me a hard wake-up call. 

I had just flown to NYC from a work trip in France, when I was sitting on my friends stoop... I woke up in an ambulance and was told I had fainted. I remember nothing. The next few months were filled with brain MRI, heart echocardiogram, overnight holter monitors, EKG's, EEG's, chest X-rays, blood work, etc etc. I was given no answers after everything. No explanation why I fainted while sitting down.

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It wasn't until five months later, my boyfriend woke up to me having a seizure in my sleep. I remember trying to fall asleep, and then waking up to a man in my face asking my name. And the feeling of getting hit by a freight train was all too familiar to that "fainting" episode. I was given Keppra by the ER doctor & told to find a neurologist in Chicago. The neuro wasn't helpful, basically telling me my seizures were triggered by stress, lack of sleep and possibly alcohol. He told me to stay on Keppra for two years and hope I didn't have another one.

 

When you're thrown into the western medical world it's easy to be naive, having never dealt with doctors or specialists, and assuming they know everything. I took my meds, even though I refused to believe I really needed them, but I was afraid of this happening again, or happening at the wrong time. Every step I took, I grew more and more afraid. I was nervous to ride public transit alone, every feeling of dizziness, every long blink, every body twitch, it all made me anxious. 

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This brings me to where I am today. It took me another two years to finally leave my job and help myself. It took moving to LA, where health, balance and self-love are accepted and promoted. I needed to figure out what the ROOT of my issues were because I believed it was my body speaking to me, not a forever illness. I found a functional doctor who helped me eliminate some foods. I did tons of in-depth blood work, and added essential supplements to my diet. Most importantly, I learned this was a lifestyle and not some fad to be healthy. I was tired of feeling sluggish and struggling with acne, digestive pains, achy joints and dealing with anxiety of this epilepsy diagnosis. I knew there was a better way than just taking a drug to mask everything. I have come so far in my journey, and along the way knew I needed to help everyone else in their journey. 

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