In life inevitably you will go through rough patches. When those patched involve the health of your kids, it’s tough. Here is another guest post from Lynn about how she felt hitting rock bottom.
by Lynn Thesing
Right before I started NAET and Dr. Pitman’s protocol, (http://warriormama.com/2010/04/a-mothers-story-of-healing/), one of my best friends, Patty, came in from Portland Oregon, and I had a breakdown about the severe health issues my kids were experiencing. I didn’t just cry, I had a primitive moan pour from my body, a sound I will not easily forget…a primal screech of despair, similar to trapped animal. This uncontrolled sound forced me to realize that I needed some help.
Patty began reviewing my day-to day activities. We reviewed my long list of daily activities: DAN visits, allergy treatments, Speech, OT, and vision therapies, work, attempted play-dates-gone-wrong, and the pure hell of not knowing what intervention to try next. Patty insisted that “something has to change”. She reminded me of the instructions on airlines, “Put your own oxygen mask on first, and then help your children.”
It may be cliché, but in my situation it made sense. As a Warrior Mom on a biomedical journey, I was having all of the symptoms of someone who was suffering from oxygen deprivation. I was more than drowsy, I was exhausted. I was confused, making not-well-thought-out-choices, and I was panicked; it seemed that time was running out.
I took two weeks off, canceling all my therapy sessions. You cannot, nor would you want to, escape caring for your children, but I scaled back my biomedical efforts for just 14 days.
Slowly, I began to breathe again; afterward, I began to make the choices that led to recovery.
If you are a parent exploring medical alternatives, check-in with your own symptoms from time to time. Are you gasping for air?
If so, set a firm deadline for yourself of when you will return to the biomedical world, but for a short time- a week, two weeks or maybe a month, stop researching and thinking about Autism, Allergies, and ADHD. If possible, employ some help from a spouse, mother, sister, or friend. Tell someone what you are feeling; let them hear you cry.
Once the oxygen reaches your brain cells, start again.
After all, the best parent is one that is breathing:)
