Two Year Anniversary of When I Started My Mycotoxin Protocol

Same Woman Same Glasses Yet a Different Me

Two years ago today I started a journey that only God knew what was in store for me.  Let me tell you, mold toxicity is a funny thing.

I was stuck. I was stuck in a system that was failing me. I was sick. I had over 70 symptoms and counting. Mold almost killed me and it’s like no one was paying attention. The doctors told me it was mental health. It was my fibroid. It was my work and home stress. But I knew…. I knew there was more going on. But I believed…. I believed in the system I was taught to trust.

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Mold robbed me of my joy. It stole years of my life. It emptied my bank account. It possibly took my unborn child. It has impacted my ability to create life. It has rocked my world. Shook me like a maximum category earthquake. Left me broken in a tiny world.

Or did it?

I’m here to tell you the system failed me. Like so many others. Like so many of you. I’m also here to tell you that’s not where the story ends. And it is absolutely not your fault.

This may not resonate with everyone; some may even be offended. But there’s this system in place called Health Care and they’re very weak at getting us healthy. What gets us healthy is truly believing in our God-given body’s ability to heal and be happy. The things we are hearing now, in 2021, to combat viruses and illness are the very things that keep up sick. I know this. I lived it.

I promise you if I stayed in that system, I would’ve been dead. I attempted to end my life. I was tired of being crazy when I knew I was not. I was sick. I needed help. Not meds. My body was giving up, I was lucky to get out of bed, I was off work, and I knew something needed to give. I googled the best Naturopathic Dr in my town and made an appointment. And canceled. And rebooked. And canceled. And rebooked and finally went.

I was embarrassed. I didn’t recognize me. I hated me. And I was scared.

My mom had been a chiropractic assistant for over 20 years, and I saw the great results of this natural method of healing firsthand. I had been a personal trainer and appreciated the benefits of exercise and solid nutrition (or so I thought). I dabbled in complementary health, and I knew there was more available than just the white coats. There had to be a different way. I had just never jumped into it, and it was my time to leap.

Not going to lie, the delay in getting to the root was money and I hate that for all of us. I started seeing my ND in January 2018 and wasn’t diagnosed until late August 2019. I had been on unpaid medical leave, in 2 lawsuits, and paying for my dog, Jersey’s, holistic, and chemotherapy treatments. Money was tight to say the least, however all part of the journey. There was a purpose. When Jers passed in June, I ordered the suggested functional lab work, a hair analysis, and an organic acid test. It was August that the results came in and my appointment was booked.

My protocol didn’t start until we returned from a pre-booked vacation. I started eating a little more carnivore. I took two binders a day. I didn’t jump right in. I’m glad looking back. Truthfully, I had no idea what was in store for me.

Turns out I needed to get the toxins out and my body back to its natural state… the way God intended it to be. This was going to mean work. HARD WORK! At 42, I had a lot of reversing to do. From the soy formula at 8 weeks old, to the ever-popular high carb, low fat 80’s meals, the living and breathing mold from the age of 7, and the very traumatic childhood that led to multiple traumas of life, poor choices, and dangerous events… I had some fixing to undertake. Funny thing is, at that time, I thought it was just the mold and some extra pounds. Boy was I wrong.

October 7^th, 2019, it all began. The first 8 days were horrible. I had severe flu-like symptoms, horrible tummy aches, brain fog, deep depression, so many more symptoms, but I kept going. I hit bumps along the way, sometimes baby bumps, other times giant Goliath boulders. It hasn’t been easy, not at all, but it sure has been worth it.

Now, two years later, I’m still on this journey, of healing and life. As I see it, it’s never over. Not even when you take your last breath. And that is where I want to take you right now. You see, it gets easier. Circumstances still arise, things happen, but I’m better prepared now. I’m able to approach things with ease. I allow myself to feel and heal.

This isn’t meant to be mushy or woo, but we have choices and free will in life. I could let all the trauma and illness make me bitter, but I choose every day to be better.

Toxic mold has brought me to a place in my life I simply wouldn’t be, and I am forever grateful. It has brought me peace. Patience. Grace. Kindness. It has taught me true strength and grit. To believe in myself. To trust my body. To lean into Spirit, God, the Devine. It forced me to drop my egotistical mind and to light my soul on fire! It’s welcomed healing, authentic love, people, community, and all of you.

I am proud of me. I am so grateful to be here. I am so full of love. I am blessed to be guided by God.

Happiness and Healing

Jen

P.S. The world is messy right now. But believe there is purpose. Just like the mold. There are lessons. This is not medical advice. I am not anti-anything. I’m pro choice. I’m pro you. I’m pro listen.

Some of my moldy lessons:

• Believe yourself
• Get sunshine
• Sleep lots
• Give love and hugs
• Live Low toxic (food, entertainment, people)
• Drink clean water

This blog is for entertainment purposes only and not medical advice.

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