I Did a Hot Wings Challenge in 2020. I'm Still Dealing With It.
Here's the short version.
I ate hot wings, woke up the next day with a lump in my throat, and spent the next 5 years getting bounced between GI doctors, ENTs, and allergists — none of whom could figure out what was actually wrong.
4 endoscopies. Thousands of dollars. Years on PPIs. And not a single one of them tested me for candida.
A functional medicine doctor figured it out in weeks.
