In the blink of an eye, our lives changed. Our life is now measured as BM and AM, before mold and after mold. Dirty dishes still left in the kitchen sink, a guitar leaning up against the wall, an empty pizza box, everything stands frozen in time. It was as if we ran from a burning building in the heat of the night. Yet there was no fire, instead a poison invaded our home, it carried our things away, and all that was left were the shadows of who we once were. Without warning our lives had changed. EVERYTHING we owned was lost in the wind. I don’t know if we even grieved right away because our sickness overtook our emotions. We went into survival mode and shock mode. Only later would the reality of all that was lost really hit us.
Our lives have become like pieces of a puzzle, that we can not seem to put back together. Sickness has become a way of life, in fact we have long forgotten what it feels like to be well. We are told that it may take years to return to our former selves, but we are impatient. So we spend our days running from doctor to doctor, searching for that magic pill that will take this all away. We begin to lose hope as months go by and we still have not found our way back to the land of the living.
We learn that we have genes that make us different; and that make us sicker. We learn that we can’t get rid of this poison like others can. Detox is a challenge for us. We have to take binders to get rid of the toxins, we have to take numerous supplements, which may or may not work. We doctor shop, we spend our time in support groups, online searching for answers, and we spend our last dime on what we hear has brought someone else comfort. We are too sick to work, go to school, or to walk down the street.
I am a single mom, with three children. I am desperate to heal my family, I am 30,000 in debt from medical bills. ALL of us have numerous medical problems, we are ALL suffering. Our exposure was massive and we all are diagnosed with POTS, which is a condition where your heart rate increases by 30 beats when you stand. It should stay roughly the same, but with POTS it increases and you have difficulty standing for any length of time due to fatigue, pain, and dizziness. The labs are horrible for all of us, Addison’s disease, Adrenal Insufficiency, Low hormones, Low Cortisol, Low IGG, IGA, IGM, Mycotoxins in urine, ect, ect.. We have problems swallowing, breathing, sleeping, and we develop greater allergies and chemical sensitivities.
Getting out of bed has never hurt so much and I hate to see the lives of my children simply stop. As my son say’s “this isn’t living.”
So why is this happening across America? Because people are ill informed and few laws are put in place to protect us. We are the lucky ones, no matter how sick we are because at least we got out. I now worry about all the others who are living in toxic environments and suffering without answers. This is why I chose to be part of this foundation. We need reform, we need advocacy, we need our lives back, and we need to know that our voices are heard.
I know people right now who are living in tents, cars, and in hotels. I know children who can’t go to school. I know families that have been ripped apart due to this. The problem is, I know too much!!! So I can not be quiet on this issue, I must raise my voice. It should not be ok just to lose everything and have to suffer without help or support. Please join this movement, help us educate and advocate, so that others will not have to endure what we are enduring. No child should suffer as mine did. Let us join hands and hearts and together we can provide hope for those affected by mold and prevent this epidemic from continuing to destroy families across our country.