Happy New Year! I just wanted to give you a quick up date on how things were going with my oldest, and his post frenectomy therapy. He has made a lot of progress, but I know once we get in there to do expanding, things are going to help even more.
Just to give you an idea of what we’re working on, and why it’s so important for his stress, I’m sharing some super informative videos. If you have auto immune disease, adrenal failure, TMJ, jaw pain, grind your teeth, troubles sleeping… just watch it, it’s pretty amazing.
I’ve been considering why I got my braces on – how much sicker I got. You see, most orthodontists, even now, are lining teeth up based on aesthetics alone. They’re looking for a jaw match up -and not considering, “Can this palette house this tongue? Is this going to cause chronic stress on the patient? What about chewing?”
So some things to think about are:
* Are you a mouth breather?
* Do you often wake up in the morning with a dry mouth?
* How is your posture?
* If you had braces – how did your adjustment take?
* Did you have molars removed before adding braces?
*Have you had any chronic headaches or jaw pain?
* Did your mother ever tell you that she had troubles nursing you? (Nipple soreness, poor latch, failure to thrive?)
* Do you get motion sickness or have you had a baby chronically cry in their car seat?
Myofunctional disorders can trigger a lot of issues. Multiple things may have contributed to them, including taking folic acid while pregnant, (vs. methylated folate), as well as genetics and a grain filled diet.
All of this inflammation does contribute to gut health and your immune system. It’s pretty crazy… but true.
Do you see what the red arrow is pointing to? That’s the stress in his neck on a muscle – from straining. It’s because the muscle (his tongue) is so weak… and the front part of his neck to support his airway. This is why he sleeps with his mouth open. If you look at the blue line and arrow – it shows how he holds his head forward to open that airway also, causing a slumped posture.
As you can tell, you can see WAY too much of his gums – because his palette is way too small, his tongue also doesn’t fit into his mouth. This was before his procedure, but you can tell how tight his top lip was tied. He couldn’t even shut his mouth! These teeth – look like this after 3 sets of braces, and 2 permanent retainers in, and him wearing his retainer about 85% of the day, and every night. Disappointing, yes?
Well, I’m hoping once we get the appliance in his mouth and start moving forward later this month, I will have some awesome pictures to share with you on his progress. I can tell he’s made a lot of headway, but I know this hasn’t been a lot of fun for him. I’m grateful our functional dentist/orthodontist is working with our youngest of kids so they never get to this point.
It’s been a bit to swallow all of this – financially and emotionally. Something that could have been addressed when he was a week old, vs. all of the trauma we went through with feeding him, and the specialists we saw, etc. As a good friend mentioned to me – it has honestly been a post-traumatic stress syndrome for me. I felt it each time I had another baby and we attempted to establish feeding… and I literally felt it now. All of those emotions came RUSHING back, along with a lot of anger to the hurt people caused.
I wanted to scream at the doctors, and the nurses, and all of the people who were so discouraging to me when my son was an infant. All of the pain I had stuffed inside just came out the night before his procedure, and the day off. (I should have had you pray for my husband! He is such a gift to me!) It was as if I wished they could apologize, or I could get another chance… but I know that is impossible – and nothing would give me back what I have lost, or what he has suffered.
Financially – we’re paying for 3 sets of braces for this kid – now sinus surgery, and getting his lip, tongue and buckle ties released… all of these sessions with the chiropractor at $50 a week. It all adds up, it’s out of pocket and most of it without insurance coverage.
Thankfully – we are able to make it a priority, and afford it… but other things have had to take a back burner. I have several kids with multiple issues we’re trying to address – and then there is me. It’s been a little difficult to juggle all of this – but God keeps me strong, and positive. He definitely gave me my husband for a reason.
It frustrates me that western medicine and conventional dentists/orthodontists don’t look at the function of people to help heal them. I’m so grateful to God for this journey though. I can’t say that enough.
I remember praying and telling God that I would share this with the world – anything I learned – because I knew it was Him who continued to save me during the process of realizing how sick I was. I don’t usually talk about my struggles anymore, to just anyone – unless I know someone else has similar things that can empathize. Most people who haven’t experienced that utter shut down of their body, simply can’t (and often don’t want to) understand.
They have a body that regulates temperature, and blood pressure, and digestion. I do not. They eat more than 5 foods and don’t have to consider so many food issues for their family.
What I do have, is… I have a heart for people now – and I recognize that I used to push away what I couldn’t empathize with before. So many people have struggles we can’t see, and I didn’t think that way before.
Thank you God for not pushing me away and helping me to wake up and see the Truth.
It’s the second day of the new year… and more importantly, it’s a new day! Praise God for that gift. What are you going to do to be Healthy for Him this year?
Check out this video on why jaw pain shouldn’t be ignored.
This video explains myfunctional disorders as well.
Pray for our up coming appointment with our current orthodontist. I’m unsure of what we need to do next. I’m not sure how much he believes in this process. I want to give him the benefit of the doubt, as he said himself that 30% of his patients have issues with the result not “staying” and needing a permanent retainer. That’s a significant number…
“Behold, I am doing a new thing: now it springs forth, do you not perceive it? I will make a way in the wilderness and rivers in the desert.”
I celebrated my 39th birthday last week. Well… sort of.
My kids forgot, my husband wasn’t far behind that… and well… it was just another day of baking, laundry and my chores.
The day after, my daughter asked, “Is this day better than your birthday?”
“Yes,” I replied.
“That’s NOT good,” she touted.
I simply told her that my joy isn’t all set on one day like it used to be.
Expectations… disappointments, letdowns.
I choose the grateful road… and I’m much happier that way.
I was much happier on my birthday when I got a nap too.
All in all, I’ve noticed that certain people with disease choose a path of victim, and others choose a path of active determination.
I’m not sure why that is. Is it our nation? Is it something promoted to us from an early age?
We can either say, “THIS happened to me…” or blame something on our genes, with our options of lifetime drugs, and not accountability…
We can say, I’m going to dig deeper! I’m going to find out just why and how God made me the way I am…. and where I went wrong, and what I can do.
To me, it’s called responsibility.
It’s MY responsibility to take care of my body. To feed it what it needs. To find out why it’s not absorbing something specific and do what I can. To realize what I’m choosing to expose myself to, and avoid those things that aren’t helping me be well.
There is going to be plenty that isn’t in my control… and for the small portion that God gives to me to accountable for… I’m going to work with Him to learn, grow and realize there are many things I CAN do to help myself.
There are reasons disease happens. Multiples reasons. Diet, exercise, toxicity, stress, sleep…. genetics are often a small fraction of the equation, and even then – we can work with what we have to do the best for the body we’ve been blessed with.
Healthy for Him!
“He is the radiance of the glory of God and the exact imprint of His nature, and He upholds the universe by the word of His power.
After making purification for sins, He sat down at the right hand of the Majesty on high.”
I think my body was trying to run on full-force the past week. My goals were to get through the prep of another trip, following our vacation… and just survive.
How much can I fit into one weekend?
A home school conference, and research for 2 children starting high school in a few short months.
Squeeze in a last minute family portrait session with a mad-talented friend who I attribute to God using to reset my health-course and helped to save our family.
A Christ-centered wedding and reception – probably one of the richest events my kids have gotten to witness. (more on that in a minute)
Add in running to the store each day, planning meals, trying to be one step ahead of what we were doing, and a cat on its death bed at home…
I knew I was beat last night… when we arrived home, dinner-less and I just wanted to crawl into bed. I went ahead and threw some veggies (Cabbage, carrots, celery and radishes) in a pot with olive oil and salami, cut up pears for a side and called it good.
It’s a good thing I did that. They gobbled it all up.
Oh wait. I made bacon too.
Bacon makes everything better.
Well. Not everything. Since I can’t tolerate pork, or the sugar that it’s often included in it.
Still, I had a nibble last night. First time in … over 6 months I’m sure? (and when I say nibble, I mean the last section of my pinky-sized nibble.)
So I wake up this morning…. way after everyone does today, and I feel like I’m moving slowly.
Maybe I’m just tired.
Only everything hurts, and it feels too familiar.
I get the kids their supplements, start some laundry and curl back into fetal position on the couch.
By 10 am the mountains of laundry are making me feel a bit sick, so I wonder if it’s just the fact that we did so much this weekend… or that I really shouldn’t have eaten that bacon nibble.
Maybe it’s the stress, and the lack of rest.
Maybe it’s the fact I feel a bit depressed every time I leave Iowa and my heart aches for family, and fellowship and feeling of “home”.
I don’t know… but I feel horrid. Like I could sleep the week away…
It’s a good thing I have lots of children who need me, and that isn’t an option. Right?
Just. Keep. Moving.
Ok, back to that wedding…
The vows the couple wrote to each other included him promising to the spiritual leader of the family, and hers included her promise of submitting to his leadership. That’s the first time I’ve heard that spoken – in vows, but it was beautiful… and simple, and perfect. The reception was food, slide shows and cake cutting… for which they had cupcakes. Very cute. Other than “their first dance”, there was no dancing. Later it made sense… no dancing, no alcohol… just a celebration of their lives joining as one, thankfulness for their strong family bonds, and fellowship.
I asked my kids what they took away from that.
“I don’t want dancing at my wedding,” D2 said. “I don’t like the idea of everyone staring at me.” She is SO her mother.
“I noticed they got along with their siblings, they really loved their family,” D1 gave his input. This brought up some other good discussion… and made me very encouraged for how we raise our family.
“I want cupcakes at my wedding,” said D7…. “Only not poisonous ones!” Since we sat right next to the cake table, my husband said we totally should have brought literature on inflammation and grains. Hah.
Only one woman was brave enough to ask why we weren’t eating the cupcakes, so she got a lesson in alternative options for disease. 🙂 We brought the kids chocolate and fruit strips as a treat.
All in all, I think the message they also received was the importance of choosing a spouse who loves the Lord, and desires to follow Him, and that made it worth it for us to miss soccer championships for our 6 of our 8 soccer players.
An eternal life-lesson is worth more than soccer, any day.
I’m going to continue pushing fluids and taking it easy today. It’s definitely the most frustrating part of auto immune disease… that you can’t push your body like you used to (not that you should every anyway!).
It’s probably another blessing in disguise that God gives me as a reminder I need Him, and for that – I am grateful.
Keeping me humble. Healthy for Him.
Oh, and here is a great video of a “chuck box” idea – to tote the things you need while traveling and feeding your family while avoiding eating out. We travel similarly, and it’s such a help! 🙂 Enjoy!
The LORD replied, “My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest.”