The saga continues.
Almost five years ago, within months of becoming a newlywed, I began to feel sick. Flu like. Tired. Nauseated. Dizzy. Headaches. At first I wondered if I could be pregnant. I mean, it would have taken a miracle, but God had already done that putting Brendan and me together. We would have welcomed a baby.
I took a test. Negative.
That was okay. We had enough adjustments to make without adding a pregnancy and newborn to the list. But my “sickness” didn’t diminish. In fact, it became worse. We took a trip to Disneyland, and I had to be pushed in a wheelchair because I didn’t have the strength to walk or even stand in line. It was a little overwhelming and discouraging. And I became sicker. Until I could barely crawl out of bed on most days.
Eventually, we discovered we had mold growing in our house.
A lot of mold. One of the giveaways was how I would feel better when I was out of the house for long periods of time. When the landlord finally decided to address the issues we presented (mushrooms growing in the bathroom for example), they tore open a small section of the bathroom wall and discovered everything was covered in black mold. They tore out more, more mold, etc. Until the bathroom was gutted, as was the laundry and the floor under the kitchen. Many months of cleaning, a long story of homelessness and two years of a law suit later, we seem to have arrived in the same place.
For the first two years of living in our current house, I was finally becoming healthy again. Yay! Then, a year ago November my “illness” returned. I felt similar to that first year in what we “affectionately” call “the mold house.” But there were no visible signs. No musty smells. We had some leaking faucets and a pretty substantial crack in our shower that seemed a potential for mold, but with no clear evidence, we passed it off as winter colds, and me pushing myself too hard in a busy life. Stresses contributed. Family loss and troubles with a couple of our kids. You know. The usual stuff. But I became more ill. A plumber finally fixed the leaks and “sealed” the crack in the shower. Never mind the now obvious water marks on the ceiling below said shower. I became sicker. I started a symptoms log. In addition to the first illness symptoms, there were others. Awful itching, blistering rashes, choking congestion, stomach pain.
I went to doctors.
One said I had rheumatoid arthritis even though I had no common symptoms and blood tests were clear. More blood tests. No clear diagnosis. A friend recommended a naturopathic doctor who ended up being a life saver. Through diet, rest and supplements I began to feel like life was returning. But not fully. I can’t seem to get past the 75-80% mark. I still need a nap each day. I’m tired, dizzy and have headaches often. I can’t exercise or be around too many people at once without exhaustion setting in. Or if I can, I end up paying the next day.
Then our son broke out in a terrible rash.
With no known cause, he had hives from head to toe and ended up having an emergency room visit one night after vomiting, fainting and shaking. He now has to use an inhaler before exercise for allergy induced bronchial spasms. Our daughter became ill with sore throats and extreme fatigue (okay so she’s a teenaged girl, but still…). Brendan and I hated to think it, but the only common thread was the dreaded mold. Next door, construction of a new apartment complex had been going on since November where they had torn down a few very old buildings. Could that have contributed as well? Now we noticed two growing water stains on our bedroom ceiling…
We finally did mold testing last week.
I guess its good and bad when you hope for the answer to be positive for something. You hope to have an answer. But you dread the answer. We have mold growing in our house. No wonder we have all struggled this year feeling terrible. We’re still waiting for the detailed test results.
After hours of research, I found information about essential oils killing mold.
Natures Mold Rx by Dr. Ed Close, explained through numerous case studies how mold had been eradicated in buildings and homes by diffusing a blend of essential oils over long periods of time. I felt hopeful for the first in a long time. Within a week, I had two diffusers going – one upstairs and one down – in an effort to bring health to our home. At first, it seemed to help. After blasting our air for eight hours, we were breathing a little better. I stopped having choking fits at night. Our kids felt better. But then I quit running the diffusers all the time. I decreased it to a few hours, a couple of times per day. This week I’ve not felt well at all. Same symptoms again.
Discouragement set in.
As of this writing, we are wondering about moving. About how to deal with our landlord. Again. About cleaning our things and finding a house free of mold. It’s a daunting and exhausting situation. One that I keep reminding myself God has an answer for.
I’ve learned so much this past year and a half of illness. I’m grateful for all the Lord has taught me, shown me, and how I’ve learned to rest in him. But I’m also ready to move on. I long to be healthy and active again. To take a walk and make dinner without feeling done in. I thought this week of my blogger friend Bill, and wondered how I could even think of complaining when he has such an amazing attitude while being in his constant state of illness. He wrote a great blog recently about purpose. I’m thankful for the challenge in my perspective. I also want to act with wisdom where I can take steps in faith to act.
I write this because it has been hugely encouraging me to read about other people’s stories. To discover I’m not crazy, nor suffering alone. And to say thanks for being with me…Have you experienced any of the same situations?
15 thoughts on “Missing In Action”
What a nightmare, Laura!
Your post has me wondering if we might have mold issues in our master shower. We built this home 14 years ago and the tile never was sealed very well. Lately, my wife has been complaining that it smells musty in that bathroom. She’s been lighting candles…
Wow! It could be. It would be a good idea to check it out. Mold testing can be costly, but we started this time with a home kit from Pro Lab. It’s not as expensive, and we may not need more. We’ll see. I hope you are able to resolve the situation, and that it doesn’t cause serious issues!
When Reeni and I were living in Aptos there was a couple from Coastlands that had to move from their home because there was so much mold they had to tear the house down and rebuild it. It was 2 years and lawsuits b/4 they could have it completed.
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Yes, I believe I know the family you are speaking of. We have other friends from church who had a similar problem with a rental. They are in So.Calif now, but I know she has had residual effects. Sad 😦
Maybe God’s telling you to move to NC;)
If only you didn’t have snow!! 🙂
…only once or twice a year;)
Truly? But if it’s 4 feet deep, it takes weeks to melt. I hate shoveling snow 🙂 Your beaches look lovely though…
Haha! It’s never been 4 ft in NC:)
More like 4 inches. We’re in the South! Just enough snow to enjoy! It melts in 1-2 days;)
Okay. I believe you. But that is what people said when we moved to Reno, Nevada. That first winter? Snow up to my hips. Nearly every year for the next 10, shoveling out our 4wd vehicles and breaking the ice on the horse’s trough, started snowing in October and still snowed in May…ugh! But I believe you! Really 🙂 lol
Ahwwww!!! haha 🙂
Laura, I had no idea about how much your health has suffered. I hope you find the best solution and full health again for you and your kids.
Thanks, Terra. Yes, it’s been a rough haul. Still working on answers 🙂 Appreciate prayers!
Your transparency is so refreshing. You encourage me and I’m sure others who struggle with things going on around us that we have no control over. Sounds like you might have another book to write. “Confessions of a Cooped Up Chick”. LOL Cooped up meaning, no energy to leave your home.
Totally got it and LOL! I’ve thought about it…but too many other projects beckon me first.
Seriously, thanks. I actually felt a little like I was complaining a bit in my discouragement. But you make my blah blah blah sound so good and purposeful! 🙂