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- Married to Andrea since 1982. We have 9 children together and none apart. Our dog's name is Tebow.
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After finding and remediating mold twice in our Colorado home, we abandoned ship in October 2008. Because of the high levels of exposure, our entire family was affected. After months of seeing different specialists for all of the problems, we came to Arizona to begin comprehensive treatment to rid our bodies of the toxic buildup. In August 2009 we moved into a larger home, four bedrooms, south of Tucson, north of Mexico. I am doing my daily radio program/ writing from that location. Thanks for praying for us. We really feel it.
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Monday, April 13, 2009
It's painful to watch your children hurt because of the hurt they've experienced. Yesterday was Easter (Resurrection Day), and like all other children in the country they thought they were going to get to eat candy. Andrea bought some organic lollipops for the day, but some of the kids' friends from Colorado sent cards with candy taped to them. Kit Kat bars and Kisses and Hersheys. Refined sugar. The stuff we've gotten rid of. As far as I know there are no Gluten free Skittles. A real shame.
So we're sitting at the table last night, the tears streaming down as they held this candy, as they smelled the chocolate wafting over them through the wrappers, and the realization hit that we really weren't going to let them eat it. Not even one piece. We've just come too far to have an immune system setback.
No soda. No candy bars. No jelly beans. Just fruit and nuts and berries and stuff that tastes good but doesn't match a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup.
It was painful because as a father I don't want to give my kids a snake when they ask for bread. I want to give them good things and make them happy. But right now, with all of the detox we've been through, a box of Mike and Ikes is like cocaine. Some of you won't believe that and you may think we're being heartless. That's okay. Sometimes I think that too.
It's Reagan's golden birthday today. He was born on April 13. We teased him by saying that we were going to throw him a big party and invite all his friends from Arizona. He doesn't have any his age. His wish for the day? Rent a few movies, go out to dinner with me, have a donut for breakfast, and drink root beer.
He has given up so much. Friends, his camera, Frodo--the little dog who saved his life, the food he loved (Nerds ropes were his favorite), root beer, and his hearing in one ear. Today, as puberty rears its ugly head, he will have IBC. Even if it sets him back. But no Snickers and only one bag of Skittles. You have to draw a line somewhere.
So we're sitting at the table last night, the tears streaming down as they held this candy, as they smelled the chocolate wafting over them through the wrappers, and the realization hit that we really weren't going to let them eat it. Not even one piece. We've just come too far to have an immune system setback.
No soda. No candy bars. No jelly beans. Just fruit and nuts and berries and stuff that tastes good but doesn't match a Reese's Peanut Butter Cup.
It was painful because as a father I don't want to give my kids a snake when they ask for bread. I want to give them good things and make them happy. But right now, with all of the detox we've been through, a box of Mike and Ikes is like cocaine. Some of you won't believe that and you may think we're being heartless. That's okay. Sometimes I think that too.
It's Reagan's golden birthday today. He was born on April 13. We teased him by saying that we were going to throw him a big party and invite all his friends from Arizona. He doesn't have any his age. His wish for the day? Rent a few movies, go out to dinner with me, have a donut for breakfast, and drink root beer.
He has given up so much. Friends, his camera, Frodo--the little dog who saved his life, the food he loved (Nerds ropes were his favorite), root beer, and his hearing in one ear. Today, as puberty rears its ugly head, he will have IBC. Even if it sets him back. But no Snickers and only one bag of Skittles. You have to draw a line somewhere.
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5 comments:
Keeping you & family in mind, brother.
Hang in there with God's design for what we are to put in our bodies. I had a 9cm tumor (detected Sept.08)...which...6 months later is GONE...due to eating mostly raw veggies/fruits and juicing 50#'s carrots/week. I feel better than ever...would not eat a piece of "sugar-anything". I used to be a sugar-aholic...but, the scary consequences out weigh the momentary pleasure. Don't know if this will help the son...but, it will encourage you to "keep on keeping on. Esther from Wyoming, Iowa
We're praying and will continue to pray.
Your story is heart breaking. I do not even know what to say. I feel so helpless knowing that even candy is poison to your children. Seems so little to ask, candy. I wish I could give each of your children and your wife and you a hug.
I can only offer you my most fervent prayers. Please know you are not alone. God is there and there are so many people praying for you. God bless you.
I don't know all of the food limits your kids need, but as a celiac sufferer myself, I offer this: The premium JellyBelly jelly beans are gluten free. Not quite the same as Skillles, but they help me when the cravings hit.
ML in Chicagoland