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You want to hear about how God can work in mysterious ways? Before I can tell you this story I have to give you just a smidgen of background. I have had terrible, awful, no good, allergy attacks for more than a decade now. In a nutshell they are the bane of my existence and make everything way harder. They crop up all the time, sometimes seemingly for no reason, transforming, I’m convinced, my brain matter to snot and draining out my nose. Coupled with lots of sneezing, coughing, and the feeling of hives inside of my face. I have tried all kinds of things to try an make them go away to no avail. But sometimes, I find a diamond in the rough, some random thing that leads to a slight improvement in my overall symptoms. And occasionally, God moves in mysterious ways and I get a bigger improvement. And that is when this story begins.
Several months ago, I had a dream. It was NOT a good dream. My husband was in the dream, and he ticked me off. You ever have a dream like that? Where your spouse just makes you so mad that it literally wakes you up and you sit up in bed and contemplate punching them for being such a jerk to you in your dream. It was one of those.
Looking back now, it’s kind of funny, only kind of, because it was just a bottle of Tide. But at the time, what it represented, was so much more. In the dream, I had found a bottle of Tide in our house. Which was weird because I have major issues with stuff that is fragranced. Sets my allergies right off. Which is a real problem the last 3-4 years since I basically lost my sense of smell. So, in the dream, I asked my husband if he knew where the bottle had come from. And he told me that he had gotten it and had been using it on his clothes to see if it made my allergies worse or not. And I just saw red. I was beyond furious. It’s bad enough trying to figure out what causes problems with the things I know about. Trying to identify a problem that wouldn’t even register as a possibly raised up a fury within me that catapulted me out of sleep and straight up in bed.
So I’m sitting there, just so mad, I want to smack him out of sleep so bad. With the little voice of reason trying to remind me that it was just a dream. As I’m sitting there, I suddenly become very aware that an allergy attack is starting to blow in like a hurricane. So rather than punch him awake, I practically jump out of bed to start running interference on the attack.
Twenty minutes later, hurricane allergy attack number 12,436 or something like that, is alive and unfortunately well under way. As I’m sitting there, in the dark, stewing in my hostility and anger, the thought comes to me that there has got to be something different out there that can help. Maybe something new since the last time I looked. Maybe something that would help a body that seems to be in love with making histamine.
At this point, its like 3 am, but I dont even care. After opening up safari on my tablet, I put ‘too much histamine in the body’ or something like that, into my search criteria. A list of results pops up. The words ‘Histamine Intolerance’ catch my eye. Clicking on an article, I find something called DOA deficiency. Apparently, there is an enzyme, diamine oxidase, that is supposed to break down histamine in your gut. If your body is not producing enough of it, you can develop all sorts of allergy type symptoms.
One thing that really caught my attention about what I read there, was that this deficiency could be caused by a massive exposure to mold. Which I know I had. That was what started this whole mess. So I started doing research. Checking out this whole enzyme thing. Found out there was some research done that supported this as a possibility. Basically, if this deficiency was the cause, or a cause, taking the enzyme would help. If it didn’t make a difference, then ok, I could rule that out as the problem.
Where to find this enzyme at 4:30 in the morning? Well, Amazon is always open. I found some with good reviews. The reviews spoke to some of the issues I had going on and reviewers were saying it worked. So without further ado, I ordered a bottle of Omne Diem DAO.
Two days later, my anger at my husband has mostly abated. Except for the part where he thought it was funny that I was angry at him over a dream. I am now anxiously awaiting the arrival of my package. The postal vehicle comes, delivers to me a bubble envelope with the word ‘prime’ all over it. Tearing it open, I look curiously at the capsules before downing one with a swig of water. And I waited.
Of course, nothing changed right away. As much as I would love to get my hands on a miracle cure, sadly, that’s not the way things typically work. But, as time went by, the attacks started to get a little less extreme. When I started to get low, I ordered some called NaturDAO, that wasn’t quite as expensive. I changed the way I took them. Taking only half a tablet about six times a day.
It’s been about six months now. Little by little the attacks have gotten less extreme, and a little less often and they seem to take a little more before they go off. And today, although it hasn’t ‘cured’ me, it really did make a vast improvement in the quality of my life. Although, I will admit, to this day, I still get a little twitch whenever I walk down the laundry detergent aisle. But all that because my husband made me mad, in a dream. With a bottle of Tide. God truly does work in mysterious ways.
Update: Just a couple months after I wrote this I went to a new doctors office where I got an actual answer for what has been going on in my body all of these years. A vast majority of my allergies are basically being driven by an under laying autoimmune issue called Type 2 Inflammation. See related posts below.
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