Tearing apart moldy kitchens and bathrooms was just another day at work.
My health declined over decades. Eventually, I completely broke, in part because of being steeped in mold spewing from our new front-loading washing machine.
Conventional medicine had no answers. I spent two years thinking I was going crazy, while researching on my own for 40-60 hours a week.
Finally, I figured it out and took myself and my brother to see Dr. Ritchie Shoemaker. We both have a pair of the "dreaded" genes.
Today I'm 60–70 percent recovered. I'd be even better, but it has taken time to wade through thousands of dollars' worth of contradictory mold testing before finally finding a hidden mold source—finished basement walls.
Taking cholestyramine and anti-inflammatory supplements, killing MARCoNS, and following an anti-mold diet have helped immensely, along with practicing mold avoidance and sleeping in a super-clean bedroom.
Learn more about Gregory at his blog, Biotoxin Journey.