I must have sounded like I was in a panic because her responses to my comments were very professional, yet calm. She assured me that her current remedy Anacardium Orientale is the right one for Julie and that the increased sensitivity to smells is definitely a response to the remedy that she was hoping for.
The more I learn about homeopathy the more frustrated I get. How can an up tick in symptoms be a sign of healing? How can I sit here and sooth, coach, and cry with my thirteen year old daughter and be encouraged that she's getting better? I know patience is a significant key to progress, but I'm a guy! Guys fix things! You present me with a problem and I'll fix it! I CAN'T FIX MY DAUGHTER! I can only research, collaborate, and pray that the path we've chosen is the right one. You guys out there can sympathize with me, right? I mean, working in the information technology field provides so much logic and reason when troubleshooting that coming to a logical resolution can be methodical, reasonable, and sometimes quick (not all the time of course). This is neither logical, reasonable, historically researchable (beyond five to ten years) and very few in the allopathic medical field have found the golden ticket to nirvana!
We did talk about doing a neurotransmitter test on my daughter with the saliva test to see if perhaps she's not producing enough serotonin or melatonin. We could be having a problem with her own brain's ability to produce enough of these calming chemicals to assist her during her difficult times. We also talked about a potential exposure my daughter has had to other infectious children (Ugghh, the schools are a veritable petri dish of bacteria and viruses) and that perhaps she has some brain swelling going on. She suggested we try some Turmeric to reduce any swelling occurring, however at this time we're using a dietary supplement that uses an extract from the tobacco plant. We'll see if that shows any improvement.
I know I'm starting to sound like a broken record, but these fears of smells, especially around cooking, have truly taken a toll on Julie and my family as a whole. However, having said that, I can say (not to pat myself on the back) that I have not yelled in several days, I've made verbal promises to Julie that I will try every day to treat you better and understand that most of this behavior is not you, but the PANDAS talking. I repeat to her every time we talk that I love her and her mother does too and that we'll get her through this.
Tonight she called me on my mobile phone around 5:00pm to cry to me that the house smelled horrible because mom baked sweet potatoes in the oven and the whole house stinks now. She had blocked herself in her bedroom to try and escape the smell and wanted to hear my voice. I tried to talk her through it, but someone called on the other line and she had to hang up so mom could get the phone. I called her back a little while later and she seemed to have calmed a little.
By the time I got home, both mom and daughter were dressed in workout gear and Beth was attempting to distract Julie by doing a trial run with a DVD of Zumba moves. As I type this upstairs I can hear laughter and silliness as the two of them attempt to move their bodies in ways that I could never do. It appears to be working to get her off of the obsessive thoughts around smells. She still has to do some homework tonight, so I'll have to be the heavy and break up the fun I'm sure. But as I've done for three nights now, I'll sit with her in her room and help her get through it.
Lord God, in the name of your son Jesus Christ, I plead with you to heal my daughter! Amen.
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