“‘Oh, so you're gluten-free?’ ‘No.’ ‘Dairy-free?’ ‘No.’ It turned into a guessing game no one understood — including me. All I was really saying was: no citrus, no cheese. It sounds simple. It wasn't.”
I spent fifty years decoding my own migraines — the restaurant apologies, the “random” attacks that weren't random, the food lists that never matched my body. What finally worked wasn't avoiding one thing. It was seeing how everything stacks: the cheese and the short night and the storm front and the week before my period. That's the bucket. I wrote the book about it, and then I built the tool I needed all along.