Monday, October 5, 2015

How I Got Started on This Path - Part 5 (The Final Steps of the Journey)

From here
This is a multi part series. If you would like to start from the beginning, follow these links: Part 1Part 2Part 3Part 4

When we first got our older son's diagnosis of Autism I became a researching fool. I was on the internet, reading books, going over journal publications, and more. I was told PPCD and that was it and knew there HAD to be something else I could do to help our son. I came across parent after parent speaking about something called a DAN doctor and biomedical approaches to helping our kids feel better. I told my husband about it and, while he wasn't sure this was a legit thing, he suggested we go ahead and at least check it out.

I made an appointment with our first DAN doctor and showed up. I was so unprepared. I am used to 10 minutes with a doctor, go home with a pill, see you later. Yeah ... no. I arrived to see a sensory waiting room, a huge fish tank, and an appointment that lasted for 1 1/2 hours. I didn't wait for 1 1/2 hours. The doctor and I talked and went over plans for that period of time. He wanted to do a bunch of labs, not just throw pills at us. What he said made sense. The only thing he sent us away with was MB12 injections. He wrote us a script saying that we needed to wait for all the labs to come back, but our son's symptoms were screaming a B12 issue, so he wanted to get him started on those immediately.

A week later our prescription arrived (it had to be compounded). I sat with my son a long time trying to talk myself into giving him these shots. It wasn't that I doubted the need. It was my own personal freak out about the needles. I bribed him with a treat and we did our first shot. He wasn't too happy but it wasn't horrible, especially once he figured out he got the treat the second it was over. We kept our new treatment to ourselves because I was afraid I would see something out of desire to heal my son and I wanted all those unbiased eyes of friends and family to be my testing ground.

1 1/2 weeks later my being sold on the more natural way of doing things happened. My non-verbal son, my son who went from speech to baby babbling in a day's time, spoke. I will never, ever forget that day. I was sitting in a chair on one side of the room and my son was standing next to the sofa on the other side of the room. It was just a quiet afternoon when he stopped his little playing and said to me, "can we take a picture of that". It was like the world stood still. I sat there, for what seemed like forever, trying to comprehend what just happened. I said, "what did you say?" He looked at me like I had the comprehension problem and said, very slowly like you might speak to someone that didn't understand your native tongue, "can we take a picture of that". I about hit the floor. I wanted to scream from the rooftop. Instead I called my husband and told him what happened. Honestly, I think he thought I had been drinking and hallucinating. But, he got home that night and couldn't deny what was happening in front of his own eyes.

As we got him around friends and family I wondered if they would notice.

They noticed. Oh, they noticed in a big way. I kept hearing, "what happened", "what did you guys do", "how in the world...". They noticed. My Mom was sold on MB12 and joked we should give that everyday. This was huge for him and it was what his body needed. Our DAN was shocked when we returned for lab results. He had a non-verbal patient who was now verbal in a matter of less than 2 weeks. But he wasn't totally undone because this was his job and he sees healing in kids weekly.

From that point on we were sold. Supplements became a part of our lives. Diet change became the norm. Research into toxins, environmental issues, things we use in our home, and more became typical weekend activities. We discovered our dishes were a bad idea for our sons. They had the same toxins in them that we were trying hard to get rid of in their bodies, they went. Cookware that we had used for a long time was tossed because it was not safe for our kids, or ourselves. Foods that we never would have dreamed harmful were no longer on the shopping list because our kids had clear reactions that we didn't realize were reactions. (Ever heard of a child screaming for hours after eating an apple? Yeah, I have watched it with my own eyes.) The list goes on.

Is our home 100% toxin free? No. That's impossible. We live in a world with toxins everywhere. I just discovered that the very air we breath in our county has one of the substances that our younger son is intolerant of in it. Can't get rid of air. So, we help clean the air in our home. We make their world as safe as possible so when the attacks come, their bodies are stronger and not over burdened in order to fight it off. We have changed things as simple as shampoos, soaps, cleaners. We have changed OTC pain meds, snacks, and even consumables that I use in the kitchen. We are a work in progress. We refuse to stop our kids from having a fun time as children. So we don't freak as much about toys and outside items. But we do make them safer as we can. As I posted a few weeks ago, we removed some of the toxins from our son's tube feeding system once we discovered all that was in the bags his formula was held in each feeding time. These are simple changes that, while not making much of an impact on how we live our lives, make a huge impact on how their bodies function.

Look, I don't know if we can cure what ails our sons. They have a lot of health issues. But, would you rather have a sick child with a healthier body or a sick child with a sick body? That's all this comes down to for us. If they are going to have issues in this world, let's make them as healthy as we can in order to be able to be strong and fight against what is going on with them. We arm them spiritually to put on the full armor of God. We arm them with education so they can make sound choices and have successful lives in whatever God calls them to as adults. We are arming their bodies so they can be as healthy as possible. It's really that simple.

Talk soon.


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