From Saving Lives to Saving His Own – A Mold Warrior’s Fight Back From LA Paramedic to RN Battling For His Own Life…
Some stories shake you to your core, reminding you why you do what you do. Today, I want to share one of those stories—one that embodies resilience, determination, and the relentless pursuit of healing. This is the journey of L, a man who dedicated his life to saving others, only to find himself in the fight of his own life.
L began his career as a paramedic on the gritty, fast-paced streets of inner-city Los Angeles. He didn’t just want to help people—he wanted to save them. But his thirst for knowledge and deeper healing didn’t stop there. He pushed himself to learn more, to do more. He became a registered nurse, eventually rising to the role of charge nurse, overseeing a PACU in a new state, thinking he had finally found his dream job.
But that dream quickly unraveled into a nightmare. And it all started with a leaky shower pan.
When L and his family—his loving and unwavering wife and their three energetic boys, who can now all outmaneuver him in jujitsu—moved states for a better life, they had no idea their new home was about to betray them. What should have been a fresh start turned into a warzone, their bodies the battlefield, their health the casualty.
L had always been strong—physically, mentally, emotionally. Growing up in California, he was the epitome of fitness, always training, always striving. But nothing could prepare him for the silent enemy lurking in the walls of his home.
It started slowly. Subtle fatigue. A little extra exhaustion. A need for an extra shot of espresso. But then came the bombshell: a cancer diagnosis that led to surgery. Was it the mold? Likely. But even after recovering, he pressed on, determined to reclaim his life.
Then, one fateful day, after competing in a jujitsu match, everything changed. Crushing chest pain. Shortness of breath. Muscle weakness so debilitating it stole his ability to train, to work, to be the father and husband he once was. A man who once thrived in the chaos of emergency medicine was now drowning in his own body’s betrayal.
Despite his medical training, despite seeking help from renowned CIRS specialists, he was met with the same dismissive responses: You’re fine. It’s just depression. Take more binders. But L knew better. He wasn’t fine. And he wasn’t going to let conventional medicine dictate his fate.
Even in his darkest days, L remains unbreakable. He runs two companies. He works full-time. He provides for his family. And still, he searches for answers, refusing to let this illness define him.
Because he isn’t just fighting for himself—he’s fighting for all of us.
L dreams of building healing centers for those suffering from mold illness, places where no one has to endure what he has, alone and unheard. He envisions a world where true recovery is possible, where no one is dismissed, and where people get the treatment they actually need.
And here’s the thing—he’s going to do it. Because warriors like L don’t quit. Even through relentless chest pain and air hunger that have plagued him since 2021, he still sees the light at the end of the tunnel. He just has to push a little harder to reach it.
I don’t know about you, but I can practically hear Eye of the Tiger playing in the background as I write this.
L will rise. He will heal. And together, we will build something extraordinary for our mold community. Because now that we’ve joined forces, the possibilities are limitless.
And I can’t wait to see what happens next…