People who find this page usually arrive the same way.
Late at night. A browser tab they didn't plan to open. Something they saw that finally said what they'd been thinking for years but hadn't let themselves put into words.
If that's you, keep reading. Because what I'm about to explain is going to make the last several years of your life make complete sense for the first time.
My name is Dr. David Holt. I'm a gastroenterologist. I've spent twelve years treating gut and liver conditions — SIBO, H. pylori, chronic bloating, acid reflux. My patients come to me for their digestive systems. Not their breath.
But about eight years into my practice, I started noticing something.
A pattern so consistent it couldn't be coincidence.
Patients I was treating for gut infections — people who came in for GERD, SIBO, H. pylori — would come back for their follow-up appointments and mention something almost as an afterthought. Almost embarrassed to bring it up, as if it was unrelated.
"My breath got better."
Not one patient. Not five. Dozens. Over and over, completely unprompted.
I hadn't touched their mouths. I hadn't prescribed any dental treatment. I hadn't even asked about breath. But once their gut condition improved, the breath that had apparently haunted them for years — the kind that dentists had told them was a mystery — simply stopped.
I started asking more questions. What I found changed the direction of my work entirely.