Faith is not dead.

Recently, I've had many opportunities to exercise my faith. Rather than touch on all of them in one post, I'm going to span these out a bit. So for today I'm going to talk about me and Noah's health. He has struggled with getting croup every two weeks last year during this season, then three or four times over the summer, and then in August he began his every two week cycle. For me, it's been vertigo and panic attacks. Which precedes which, I'm not sure at this point. However, we've both struggled in our own ways. Until I finally said enough is enough. There's something I'm missing here. So I decided to get Noah's issues resolved first. Tackle mine afterwords. I had taken him to the doctor I don't know how many times this year, not to mention the multiple hospital visits. Every time they would say he has asthma. Put him on controller meds and be done with it. But the thing is, is I didn't feel that he had asthma. Something kept gnawing at me that something was being missed. He never got wheezy when he exercised, or played outback in Grandpa's yard with a variety of different plants/pollen. It was only when he ate certain foods he was allergic to, got a stuffy nose or sick. So the last doctor's visit in August at his regular pediatrician's office, I asked the doc if food allergies could be playing a part in all of this. They said no. Has nothing to do with food. But I wasn't satisfied with that answer. Noah breaks out in hives when he has eggs, milk, some soy products and most nuts. He used to react to gluten, but the severity has died down. But I kept thinking well if he's eating these foods (gluten, egg or milk in baked goods, not raw) and not breaking out in hives, I know he's still sensitive so that's got to be creating an inflammatory response right? Even if I can't physically see it? So with the help of my Sissie, I took a trip to the naturopath. I needed answers and not just the kind that puts a band aid on the problem. I wanted to get to the root of the problem and heal his body as a whole. Best decision I've made. During this particular bout of croup that he got November 7th, (third time in 6 weeks) the naturopath checked his lungs and said they sounded beautiful. Which was a relief since he had a bit of wheezing on the exhale. And a productive cough at this point in the day. So after an in-depth examination and actually asking me questions about his behavior, his tantrums, his diet, etc., she told me he most likely has viral-induced asthma. I asked her so he can get a different mutated virus every time? She said yes that there were many out there. However if his body has chronic inflammation, then when he gets a simple cold, it turns into croup. because his airways are already lined with mucous. (This is not quoted, just paraphrasing.) She patiently and calmly talked me through everything. She validated my thoughts about how if I can control his wheezing naturally and at home, then there would be no need for a controller inhaler at this point. She also explained how to alter his diet, what supplements will help strengthen his immune system and most importantly, she gave us a homeopathic remedy of Tuberculinum to help with not only his respiratory issues, but his behavior issues. Which aren't even all that bad. Just the throwing things occasionally when he throws a tantrum or does his bursts of screams. All of these solutions she said will help retrain his body to function properly again. When I left the office I had hope for the first time in a year. I called my Sissie and told her the wonderful news. And how grateful I was that I didn't start him on controller meds. How grateful I was that for once a doctor was invested and cared about Noah's health and him as a whole. Not just the symptoms, but help me get to the root of the problem. I know I'm probably repeating myself but it's important to me to get that point across. I feel like doctors don't HEAL us. It's not HEALTH care. It's sick care. If we were healed as a whole and didn't need to come back, then how would they make a profit/living? They wouldn't. So we need to remain sick. And it's not them that is personally doing this, it's the education they've been given. They hear a symptom and memory comes into play and they know to treat that symptom with x medication. And I'm not saying that antibiotics or any other meds out there aren't needed because they ARE. But not always. The body has an amazing ability to heal itself, if we take the time to understand how the body actually works. So I started Noah on the Tuberculinum when we got home that day and within a couple of hours, the cough was gone. GONE. That has never happened before. I was amazed. And I was beyond grateful.

Fast forward 4 weeks, and Noah has still yet to come down with croup. And it's the flu season. All these viruses going around and he is going strong. We take the natural allergy medicine every day, the omega's, the whole food vitamins and Tuberculinum, and he is getting stronger and healthier every day. Even his tantrums have changed. They're not as extreme and frequent. And I'm less stressed which can only help the situation. I kneel down every morning and night and thank my Heavenly Father that I've finally found a way to heal him AND strengthen him. It also catapulted me into doing my own research on natural ways to heal the lungs, blood, etc. I've learned that 5,000 people die every year from asthma. But that 4,000 of those don't die from asthma itself, but from the asthma medication. And I've since learned that since the lungs are mostly blood, then if you clean the blood, you heal the lungs. Also, when we're dehydrated, our bodies don't produce a surfactant which is crucial to the lungs in keeping the airways free of the mucous that builds up from being dehydrated. And since gluten takes more water to break down, then imagine what eating a lot of gluten would do to the lungs essentially. What's even crazier is whenever Noah would have an "asthma attack" I would always intuitively have him drink water. I've since learned that on the onset of an attack, if the person drinks a glass of water and then puts a pinch of salt on the tongue, it will send a message that relief is coming. It's just interesting that before I learned this, my gut had me doing what he really needed. And whenever I would have him drink a glass of water, his wheezing would die down on its own within a few minutes. But it took faith. It took faith to trust what my gut was telling me. It took faith to go against what close friends and family thought I should be doing. I mean breathing issues aren't something to mess around with. But I had faith that I would be guided to the right people to help me figure it all out. We are now gluten, egg, and dairy free and although I spend a good portion of my day in the kitchen preparing meals from scratch, it is so worth it. Since changing our diet, Noah has been breathing beautifully. We've only had two instances where he got wheezy after being outside in a particular area, but after a dose of his d-Hist Jr, and a glass of water, it has subsided on its own. Again, it took faith to trust that his body would right itself, heal itself. As for me, the dizziness, occasional vertigo, migraines and anxiety have left for me. I actually had a migraine last night coupled with dizziness, but after a little research I found out that the sausage I ate twice in one day (I know, so not healthy) was actually not gluten free. Seriously? Why is wheat even in there? It wasn't even listed on the label. But I guess things are falsely labeled often these days. Grr. Whatever. I'm over it.

Timeless.

I'm so looking forward to the future and can't thank Heavenly Father enough, for guiding me through this lengthy, exhausting and hard trial. I'm grateful Noah's lungs are getting stronger. I'm grateful I've been pushed in a direction that has inspired me to do my own research and educate myself on how to trust our bodies natural healing powers. And above all, I'm grateful I get to be Noah's mom. I can't believe he chose me. What I can do though is make sure I do everything I can to ensure he has a healthy and happy life. So here's to faith.

Cheers.