Meet the Woman

Behind the Method

I’m Dr. Kimberly Kluthe, and my work begins where traditional care often stops.

I help women find the real reasons behind their symptoms and reconnect with

the healthiest version of themselves through clarity, compassion, and science.

Welcome to a space where your healing is finally understood

Where your journey back to balance and vitality is guided with compassion and science

Dr. Kimberly Kluthe, ND, founder of FoundHer Health, brings deep expertise in women’s health, functional testing, and hormonal balance. With a warm, root-cause approach, she helps women uncover the real reasons behind their symptoms and create a personalized path back to clarity, energy, and wellbeing.

Learn more about Dr. Kimberly Kluthe

Meet Dr. Kimberly Kluthe

For more than 20 years, Dr. Kimberly Kluthe has helped women uncover the real root causes behind their hormones, thyroid, fertility, migraines, and chronic symptoms. As an Acupuncturist and Manual Osteopathic Therapist trained in advanced functional testing, she blends deep clinical expertise with a level of empathy that only comes from walking this journey herself. Her approach goes far beyond quick fixes — she connects the dots others miss and turns years of confusion into clarity.

What truly sets her apart is the way she listens. Women who felt dismissed or ignored finally feel understood, validated, and supported. Through the Found Her Method, Dr. Kimberly gives her patients a science-backed roadmap that restores energy, balances hormones, and brings them back to the healthiest version of themselves — with confidence, direction, and hope.

About Dr. Kimberly Kluthe

Founder of Found Her Health™

The story of Found Her Health™ doesn’t begin in a clinic.

It begins in a teenage girl’s bedroom — lights off, curtains drawn, curled tightly around a body that felt like it was tearing itself apart

I was twelve when pain became my shadow.

The kind of pain that steals breath.

The kind that makes time slow, twist, and stretch.

The kind that makes you wonder if anyone will ever understand.

My periods were so heavy, so blindingly intense, that I swallowed naproxen like candy just to get through a school day. By fifteen, it had burned holes in my stomach — yet somehow, even that felt easier than trying to explain what was happening inside me.

When my mom took me to get help, the doctor didn’t ask about my symptoms. He didn’t ask about the days I couldn’t stand, or how many times I bled through my clothes at school. He didn’t ask why a girl so young already knew what hopelessness felt like.

He simply said, “You likely need more exercise.”

I remember staring at him, stunned.

I was already an athlete — a swimmer, a competitor, a girl who lived in motion.

And yet in that moment, my pain — my truth — was reduced to a stereotype.

That was the first time I felt the sharp sting of not being believed. It would not be the last

The Years Marked by Loss

At nineteen, after my first laparoscopy confirmed endometriosis, a gynaecologist handed me a solution as casually as if he were suggesting a new shampoo:

“Just get pregnant.”

I was a teenager.

A young woman with dreams and a life ahead of her.

My mother and I walked out of that office in silence — the kind of silence where disbelief and anger sit side-by-side.

But the hardest years came later.

Eight miscarriages.

Eight small hopes that never had a chance to grow.

One miscarriage nearly took my life when I hemorrhaged on Christmas Day — after two failed surgeries the week before — while my husband was working overseas.

Blood, fear, bright lights — the holiday forever stained by a trauma I couldn’t put into words.

I had ovarian cyst ruptures that dropped me to my knees.

I had a uterine ablation that failed.

I had a hysterectomy at 37.

I never knew motherhood

And many years later, in my late 40s, reviewing my medical records alone at my table, I discovered I had adenomyosis — a diagnosis no one had ever told me.

I stared at that word on a page, feeling the weight of years of suffering settle heavy in my chest.

This wasn’t supposed to be the story

But it was mine.

The Breaking Point No One Saw

My late 40s and early 50s were a war zone inside my body.

Endometriosis scarring wrapped tightly around organs — my ureters, ovaries, fallopian tubes, pelvis, large intestine, and abdominal cavity.

I struggled to urinate.

I struggled to have bowel movements.

I struggled to move.

I struggled to sleep.

Sometimes I struggled simply to stay

I lived with a level of pain that felt impossible to survive. And yet, because my condition was labeled “non-urgent,”

I waited years for surgery

Years…

During that time, my Hashimoto’s roared.

My hormones collapsed into chaos.

I saw specialists who looked at a single lab value and dismissed everything else.

Disability insurance denied me.

Government programs said I wasn’t “disabled enough.”

People saw me working.

They didn’t see me breaking.

They didn’t see the nights I sat awake, wondering if anyone would ever help me.

They didn’t see the moments when despair curled around me like smoke.

They didn’t see how close I came to giving up

There were days I thought the only way to be taken seriously would be to collapse in a way no one could ignore.

But I held on.

The truth is:

I held on by threads.

The Moment Everything Shifted

And then — amid the noise, the fear, the exhaustion — someone finally listened.

My naturopath looked at me with a kind of presence I had never experienced.

“I believe you,” she said.

Three words.

Three life-saving, life-altering words.

Those words opened a door — the door to functional testing, deeper investigation, and true understanding.

Through advanced labs — DUTCH testing, halides, vitamin D testing, comprehensive blood work, food sensitivities — I learned the truth the healthcare system had missed for decades:

I wasn’t dealing with one problem.

I was dealing with two autoimmune diseases, hormonal collapse, inflammation, and years of untreated trauma — all feeding each other.

For the first time, my symptoms made sense.

For the first time, I could breathe.

But the most transformative part of my healing wasn’t the labs.

It was the moment I let go of the anger that had hardened inside me.

The system had failed me — but the system was never designed for women like me.

Not because doctors didn’t care, but because they were never given the tools

Forgiveness became my medicine.

And purpose became my path.

The Birth of Found Her Health™

What I learned in that moment didn’t just change my health--it redefined my purpose.

Found Her Health™ was not created in a marketing meeting or a business plan

It was born out of a quiet promise I made to myself in the darkest moment of my life:

“If I survive this, I will make sure no woman ever feels this alone again.”

Today, I help women who are:

exhausted but still pushing

dismissed but still searching

hurting but still hoping

terrified nothing will change

confused by symptoms no one has explained

carrying guilt, shame, fear, and overwhelming responsibility

Women who look “fine” on the outside but are fighting for their lives on the inside.

Women who remind me of me.

I use functional lab testing, root-cause investigation, deep listening, and a whole-body approach — because women are not separate systems.

We are interconnected, layered, nuanced, and far more complex than any 10-minute appointment allows.

I don’t stop until we find the truth. Because

I know what it’s like to live without it.

The Woman Behind the Practitioner

Outside the clinic, my life is full of the things that keep me grounded:

I’ve been married to Darren for nearly 25 years — my partner in every cabin build, Jeep adventure, fishing trip, and healing moment. We built an A-frame cabin together in northern Alberta, plank by plank, breath by breath.

Jewel, my tri-coloured English Setter, walks beside me through the forest.

Sandee and Tilly — my one-eyed orange pirate cat and my fierce fluffy orange muse — receive a strict daily “love tax.”

They are my emotional support team, and I take their job very seriously, whether they like it or not.

My happiest moments are quiet ones:

sunlight on a northern lake

a fishing line in the water,

nobody else around,

just breath… and peace.

My Vision for Your Life

I want every woman to experience what the system couldn’t give me:

Truth.

Clarity.

Answers.

Healing.

Strength.

A voice.

A future.

Found Her Health™ is more than a practice.

It is a reclamation

When a woman finds her health, she finds herself.

And when she finds herself, she becomes unstoppable.

I am here to walk beside you —

with science,

with compassion,

with advocacy,

with truth,

and with the unwavering belief that you deserve to feel whole again

This is your story too.

And it’s time you finally got the ending you deserve

The healthiest version of you is not lost…

You just haven’t Found Her yet.

Ready to Feel Like Yourself Again?

You don’t have to guess anymore — real clarity and a plan that works for your body are just one step away.