We have results from our battery of tests. Thankfully, we received a couple of results by e-mail three weeks ago. Getting them all at once would have "put us under." Yes, the sign says no gluten. It should also say no dairy. These restrictions look to be pretty permanent as they were genetic tests. (Right now we are also on a sugar free diet; so we have lots of challenges when it comes to meals and snacks.) When our fungal problems subside we'll be able to do sugars again.
We were happy to find out that we do not have any ameba or parasites; we have normal ph readings, we do not have leaky gut syndrome. Good news.
However, our mold panel came back not so good. The doctor is recommending another test. This test involves leaving our home. If we go to a dryer climate for three weeks and we start feeling better, he believes that we have sensitivies to mold in our house. If this theory proves true, we would need to find another home. We're not sure if that would mean in Moscow or elsewhere.
Needless to say it was hard to come back to our beautiful home, in the town and neighborhood that we love, while considering these things. The last six years in this place have been such a blessing to us. We don't want to move! (And that's saying something given our track record.)
We're home at last! Oh boy, does it feel good. Our neighborhood looks absolutely beautiful! The sun is shining! My adrenaline has kicked in from the excitement of it all. Tomorrow I'll be able to give you a more realistic idea of our health, but for today, suffice it to say... all is right with the world! 
I had a luscious afternoon and evening in the car on our way to the doctor's office. It was the sunniest and warmest day of our northwest spring. Everything was green...even the deserty areas that are brown for 48 weeks of the year. Brady drove, dh sat up front to supervise, Erin watched a movie, and I put on the earphones for the ipod mini. I reveled in Bach, Handel's Messiah, and various movie theme songs as we drove through wheat fields (green, black, and brown,) ranchland (you know, the kind where old westerns were filmed,) blossoming apple orchards, and bright snow-covered mountains. There's nothing like listening to the "Fawkes the Phoenix" song (from Harry Potter) and "Chariots of Fire" when traveling through a high mountain pass (I was soaring!) Babies were everywhere: frolicking little lambs, nursing foals, and lazy calves. My music/scenery combo proved pure delight for both eyes and ears. I look back now (several days later) with much gratitude for that peaceful time of rejuvination God gave me before talking to the doctor about our results.
We have results from our battery of tests. Thankfully, we received a couple of results by e-mail three weeks ago. Getting them all at once would have "put us under." Yes, the sign says no gluten. It should also say no dairy. These restrictions look to be pretty permanent as they were genetic tests. (Right now we are also on a sugar free diet; so we have lots of challenges when it comes to meals and snacks.) When our fungal problems subside we'll be able to do sugars again. 