Lizzy finally hit a point where she needed her Cina 200C dose again. We administered it to her today after old symptoms came to the surface like a freight train. She has been picking her nose, screaming, having sensitivity to noise, bed wetting, not using her utensils when eating, incredibly hungry all day, loss of speech clarity, not going to sleep easily, and constipation. The constipation has always been an issue for Lizzy. When this comes to the surface like this I know that her body is working on something. So here we go again. We are going back in order to go forward.
It has been several hours since she received her remedy and she is okay so far. Her clarity of speech improved within a couple of hours of giving her the Cina 200C. Her oldest brother Ian had an audition at a local theatre today and as he was getting ready to leave for the audition we were all wishing him well and saying goodbye. Lizzy popped out of her room and said “Good bye, Ian”, with extreme clarity. Yeah for Lizzy gal! The evening progressed and we have not had any outbursts. Thank you God!
One thing Lizzy has done the last two nights is after her bath is ready she moves to the far corner of the bathroom and shys away from the tub. This is new and I can not think of any reason why she would do this. She usually loves a bath and gets in the tub before the water is even turned off. Hmmmmm? I go up to her and tell her it is okay and then she climbs in without any hesitation. I know that 3+ years ago she did not like to be bathed because of her sensory issues but this was different. It was as if she felt it was not safe, she seemed afraid.
Once again I have been documenting all that I can remember about Lizzy. This includes what Todd and I were experiencing at the time she was conceived. One memory that came to mind recently was an accident that her older brother Martin experienced while I was pregnant with her. During my first trimester Martin was involved in a car accident right in front of our house. He was riding his bike on our driveway and accidentally fell on to the street while a large truck was approaching. The truck hit Martin’s bike and through the grace of God Martin was not seriously injured.
I was planting some flowers in our yard as I heard a horrible scream from Martin. I ran quickly to him, picked him up and carried him over to a table. I looked at him and he had a few scrapes and abrasions. But we were both terrified. He was screaming and saying “Sorry Mom you told me not to do that, I’m sorry.
This incident changed Martin tremendously. We have been treating him with homeopathy and he has made great strides. But he still does not remember much from that day. My guess is post traumatic stress disorder. I guess I have or had it too. I checked out Wikipedia and this is what it said:
Posttraumatic stress disorder (also known as post-traumatic stress disorder or PTSD) is a severe anxiety disorder that can develop after exposure to any event that results in psychological trauma. This event may involve the threat of death to oneself or to someone else, or to one’s own or someone else’s physical, sexual, or psychological integrity, overwhelming the individual’s ability to cope. As an effect of psychological trauma, PTSD is less frequent and more enduring than the more commonly seen acute stress response.
Diagnostic symptoms for PTSD include re-experiencing the original trauma(s) through flashbacks or nightmares, avoidance of stimuli associated with the trauma, and increased arousal – such as difficulty falling or staying asleep, anger, and hypervigilance.
Hypervigilence is the one thing that caught my eye about Martin and Lizzy. According to Wikipedia:
People suffering from hypervigilance may become preoccupied with studying their environment for possible threats, causing them to lose connections with their family and friends. They will ‘over-react’ to loud & unexpected noises; become agitated in highly crowded or noisy environments etc. They will often have a difficult time getting to sleep or staying asleep.
Wow! That sure sounds like our Lizzy when she first started to slip away from us. I was numb after Martin’s experience and I did not think that it had impacted me or her. I now believe that it did. Not only that but Lizzy’s dad has experienced numerous traumatic experiences when growing up and also during his adulthood. So again we have two factors coming together that effected our baby girl. Now I am not saying that this is the single cause of Lizzy’s “autism” but it is something that we need to consider when treating her. There are a lot of factors that contribute to autism including vaccines, parasites, candida and family history. Every child is different and so are their experiences. I believe the vaccines put everything into overdrive and that why these factors are intensified.
I shared this memory with Lizzy’s homeopath and she said that is something we need to consider and keep it in mind when treating Lizzy. This is why homeopathy is so effective. Homeopathy addresses so many issues and factors that can not be done with other modalities. Plus it puts our kids in a better place when they reach puberty and when they start having families of their own. The healing is long-term. Our grandchildren will be in a much healthier place from the beginning.
This autism journey is a mixed blessing. I use this phrase because I read a book written by William and Barbra Christopher entitled Mixed Blessings. If you do not recall William Christopher is the actor that played Father Mulcahy in the hit series M*A*S*H*. They have an autistic son and the book tells of their journey and how it impacted them. These two people were pioneers who were doing it at a time when information was not as easily found. Plus there was not the awareness that is in place now. God bless them. After reading it so long ago I feel very blessed to be fighting this battle now with all of the modern tools that we have. Not to mention the support system we have established with fellow parents who are blogging, sharing and helping each other. Thank you God!
The further we go down this path the more I see God’s blessings. His blessings were always there. But Lizzy’s “autism” opened my heart and allowed me to be impacted on a very deep level. The love for one’s child is life changing. Whether it be positive or negative we will never be the same selfish person we were before they came in to our lives. I thank God every day for this chance at healing. I hope and pray that I can do it EVERY DAY with a happy, grateful, patient heart.
Though the will is strong the flesh is weak. May God grant me strength to be the best that I can be for all that encounter each day. There is not much more we can do. We must continue to try and do our best while remembering that our hearts are being softened and opened to a new found peace with ourselves and God’s plan. This is our chance to become the person that we hoped we could be. Through our precious little ones it will happen. Out of disaster comes opportunity. An opportunity to heal and see the true meaning of what life holds for us and those that we love.
Sweet Dreams and strength for another day of recovery.