The long, cold winter is hopefully coming to an end. The plains of western Kansas have blown hard, sometimes gusting over 50 mph. But to complain about the wind in western Kansas is like complaining about rain in Seattle. Do you not know where you live?

During this bitterly cold winter my body has gotten sick for a few long bouts of a deep, croupy cough. And I have had to pay particular attention to my health - in particular, my nutrition.

And here are your CliffsNotes on nutrition: Everything is awful, from dairy to veggies to fish. Wheat to medicines to water. Eggs are good; eggs are bad. I will tell you now it's all bad. In fact, I am pretty sure there is someone eating a single grain of rice and someone else frowning, saying that's not good for you. BPA-free water bottles are not BPS-free. Glass is the only way to go. Except I would never have a bottle to drink from because I break everything I touch.

Exhausted yet? I am. Why bother, right?

I have been studying nutrition for several years now after a lifetime of illnesses the medical profession could not explain. I was written off as Chronic Fatigue Syndrome, which didn't sit right in my bones. I got a flu shot and ended up with sinusitis, bronchitis, viral pneumonia, influenza A and B.

Bedridden on a breathing machine, I began to search for answers. I started working with a nutritionist who helped me begin this journey to health. It is a long road filled with setbacks and learning. Listening to my own body and not what everyone else says is the hardest part sometimes.

For instance, dairy causes inflammation in my body, yet beef is just fine. I am so sensitive to the slightest thing. I often compare myself to the canary in the coal mine.

This all may seem odd to the hearty farm people I know. But I have come to see this as a gift. I will react to something immediately that may not bother someone else.

Once in my 20s, I got an eyebrow ring. In less than 30 minutes, my eye had swollen so much I looked like Chunk from "The Goonies." My friend took a pair of pliers and yanked it out.

You know the commercials for medicines where the side effects are so awful but only for one percent of the population? Well, I would like you to meet the 1 percent.

Hi.

Ibuprofen makes my ears close up. Yep, that's me. I once took an antibiotic called Levaquin. One pill and I had leg cramps so awful for the next 76 hours, I thought I would die. No one believed me, yet shortly afterward, story after story appeared about people who took the series of Levaquin and have permanent damage. I consider myself blessed!

So I research every last ingredient before it touches my mouth.

What I know today is that my body is different from yours. In fact, we all are different. Every magazine article that quotes an expert or a doctor doesn't know your body. To live the healthiest, most joyful life I can live, I need to pay attention to what my body needs and what it doesn't.

Sadly, there is a lot of science that gets scoffed at because it conflicts with big corporations or pharmaceutical companies. Even the health magazines that I read offer conflicting information.

But I am not writing this to condemn pharmaceutical companies or any other corporation. I am grateful that because of research my friend's son got a new kidney or the heart medications and the pacemakers that save peoples lives.

No I am simply offering another point of view, which says that not everyone can be treated the same. My journey has taught me how to look at my body holistically and to heal homeopathically. And I hope that my sometimes challenging road might offer you the courage to follow your gut and make decisions that are best for you.

So, cheers. Here's to the dairy-free, egg-free, gluten-free muffins I made this morning that contained one or more ingredients which at least three health magazines discounted.