When we first moved here I met a woman, who told me her daughter had severe crippling rheumatoid arthritis several years ago. She was eight at the time and could no longer walk. They began taking the child to a doctor of Chinese medicine in Canada, and the girl is now a teen with no signs of the disease.
Riley had been been making steady progress. I don't like to mess with her when she is in a good place so I never made an appt. I filed the info in the back of my brain.
But no one can figure out this thing with Seth. And I'm sick of it. Every time he gets sick he gets another tic. And I feel like I'm watching something slowly happening to my baby. And I don't believe long term heavy antibiotics will benefit him. And I have big reservations about IVIG, a blood product, because it may help but it isn't getting to the real route of the problem.
Sunday night as I was going to bed, Todd and I were talking and I told him about a fear I have. You see I have this area of soreness, on my left breast. Almost my armpit really. It has been there for years. It is very tender. I have had mammograms. Breast exams. Nothing ever shows up. No gynecologist ever takes it seriously. But my sister had breast cancer (though she has the gene for it and I don't) and what if there were environmental triggers that contributed to it? We drank the same water growing up. Anyway, Todd knew about the breast, but didn't know the extent of my fear. Fear that I will die of breast cancer and not be here for my kids. He listened. Tried to reassure me. We put it away and went to bed.
Monday we left for Middle Bass Island on Lake Erie. Two days there, and then we would head up to Canada, for Seth. Middle Bass Island was a disaster. We stayed at a roach motel (well not really roaches but spiders and ants), and left one day early. More on that another time. Or not. Not sure I want to give it more energy.
In Canada, we met the doctor and it was all very "alternative" which we are used to, because we have done a ton of alternative medicine with Riley. I made appts for both kids because what the hell? We were already there.
She told me Riley is not in her body. It's more like she's observing it from a few feet above, and with a critical eye. She said things that ground her, in the body, like the therapeutic martial arts she's doing and music, (and a sweet dog planting its head in her lap) are all very good things. She also very firmly told me Riley is stronger than I think.
The doctor suspects genetically modified foods are the underlying factor with Seth. I KNEW IT WAS DIET! I'm not sure if I'm describing it right but from what I understood she said antibiotics are used in the "modification" process, and they escape into the food and wreck the normal flora in very sensitive people, causing all kinds of systemic problems. She said my kids are both ULTRA sensitive in every way. But we knew that, didn't we?
Afterward, when we were talking, and the kids were playing on the floor, I asked what she thought of bio-identical hormones. Told her just the tiniest two second bit about my early journey into menopause. She was sitting at her desk, Todd and I were sitting across from her. She looked over the desk at me, then looked down with a confused but focused expression as she abruptly clasped her hand over her left breast, over the exact spot mine has been sore for years, and said, very seriously, "What's going on with your breast?"
I had said nothing about my breast.
Todd and I immediately looked at each other. I grinned. He almost fell off his chair.
She got me up on her table, and did some things. Assured me I am not dying of breast cancer. Gave us three bags of supplements to take (one for Riley, one for Seth, one for mommy). The soreness in my breast is almost completely gone two days later.
Eastern medicine has been around for thousands of years.
Western medicine, two hundred.
For the most part, Western medicine seems like a cocky teenager to me.
Eastern medicine seems like a wise old grandparent.
I always loved my Gramma.
*Photo from Niagara Falls. We stopped there for a picnic on our way to the doctor. Riley had never seen a real rainbow before. It was something she'd been wishing for forever. Though she did make it clear she would have preferred the rainbow to be reaching across the sky rather than merely hovering above the water.