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’ve been a terrible blogger lately. It’s really not you, it’s me. As much as I cut out of my life to prepare for this crazy busy soccer season and preparation to build a new home, blogging just had to take a back seat.
I wanted to update you all on my first round of Fluconazole, how my son’s sinus surgery went, as well as how our Myofunctional Therapy is going along! It’s been a busy end of summer at our house!
First off, the Fluconazole did help. Not enough for me to eat raw veggies… but enough to notice a change in distention after eating. MUCH improved. We’re talking about round two starting soon, but I definitely want to try it again. I’ve been more consistent daily with my juices to start my day, and keeping my meat portions in check. More recently I’ve gone back to keeping all raw fiber out of gut, so only cooked veggies, avocado (1 a day total) and well cooked meats – mainly salmon, chicken, and turkey – with some red meat (Grass fed and finished beef). I’ve also been studying some on parasites, and cleanses with that. I ordered SA Wilson’s coffee for this.
My son’s surgery went fabulous, as did this healing period. The only issues we had were with recovery in the surgical center. The medical reports (yes, we got them!) said that the surgery went well and he woke up and went to recovery. We ended up waiting almost an hour following surgery, to get to see him. He had to be put on oxygen for about 4 hours because the nurses had drugged him with Demerol, an old drug they used to use in the 70s. Not cool. Especially considering we talked in length with the anesthesiologist about his adrenal issues, inability to methylate narcotics, etc. She totally understood. She actually came in following surgery and said… “mom was riiiiight.” So we’re fairly certain it wasn’t her that gave the orders for that. Meanwhile, we he also had an allergic reaction to one of the other medicines they gave him… Still we have yet to get the paperwork on this situation to figure out what we need to be aware of. THAT has been frustrating and is just one of my many beefs with the whole western medicine bullying that can occur. Clearly you have a right to the records and information – you are the patient. Especially on an allergic reaction, you need those records to be informed for your health future.
Our family Skype classes start Wednesday with our therapist. I’m excited. We got our kits with all of the toys for class, we took all of the “before” essential pictures, and we got our binkis to start doing our muscle therapy during “zone out time” at home. Our orthodontist still doesn’t seem quite sure what to think… but as the therapist said, some people you just have to “show” for them to get it. (One of the suggested books is: Close Your Mouth)
I’ve managed to have a sinus attack with our weed pollen counts through the roof in Kansas, followed by some type of virus that went through our family. Pertussis has been pretty thick throughout the county, so it could very well be that… you know us though, definitely NOT afraid of the promoted and highly exaggerated “big, bad wolf.” The kids keep asking when they are going to start coughing. We’re wondering if with supplements and our diets – if this just won’t be an issue. The mucous is super thick – but with high levels of Vitamin C, increased probiotics, vitamin D and fish oil – we seem to be faring well.
Some info on treating whooping cough naturally for a 30 year immunity, vs a 3 year (maybe) with the vaccine.
Anyway, for us, so far, so good.
That’s about it for me. Our trip did do me in, as traveling and all of that jazz always does. I’ve struggled to get back on track with juicing and having issues with “C” that leave me throwing up because I’m so full. I really hate that part…
This time when I left, I found myself missing “home” and family even more. There is something about being with people who just get you, who are a support system, they encourage and love you. When I said good-bye to my mother she held on long and cried deep. I wondered in my heart what it must feel like to know you’d never just “hang out” with your daughter again… how afternoons together, grabbing a movie or a meal wouldn’t be possible because they simply lived too far away.
Not just for a season, but forever.
My acupuncture read out said that I was struggling with stress, and “a broken heart.” Couldn’t have been more spot on.
Thanks be to God for the burdens and heartache He carries when we can’t.
“The Lord is close to the brokehearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.”
I think we’ve worn a path to our doctors offices almost 3 hours away from our home, but I’m delighted to report, I believe we’re making some progress.
On my own health front, I have been struggling a bit with some type of hormonal imbalance that I’m guessing is affecting my thyroid. I made some poor choices about a month ago, and yes… I’m still paying for them. They were sweet potato chips with coconut oil…. and coconut oil doesn’t like me. A little bit one day, and little bit more another day… and the next thing you know – I was eating way too many chips that I shouldn’t have been having in the first place and ending up in a lot of pain.
My reactions to coconut oil aren’t as bad as coconut flour… so I lied to myself and thought I could handle it. But, as with any food that causes AI reactions… it catches up with you, and it’s never worth it. By God’s grace, we weren’t able to get the chips for several weeks (and I believe they are still out of stock), so that helped me get back on the right path.
It seems insane though, doesn’t it? Something like “just” sweet potatoes and coconut oil with sea salt, (other wise safe and healthy ingredients) can affect my gut, throw off my hormones and cause countless breakouts and neuropathy in my back (so irritating) legs, feet and arms.
Because of all of that I gained (almost overnight) about 5 pounds – that I can’t seem to shake either. This is why I believe thyroid problems are to blame for so many issues that women struggle with concerning weight. They can cut calories and increase exercise – and still continue to struggle. But if their thyroid is off = due to a leaky gut, high cortisol (stress) levels, poor sleep (inability to stay asleep due to airway obstruction or other hormone issues) – all parts play a role. Most often, people take sleep meds for something that doesn’t really help balance anything or get to the root cause of the issues for long-term health.
So with that, I’m back on track… and not planning any less-than-intelligent moves in the near future.
On top of that, after a recent visit to my naturopath, we opted to try Fluconazole to help nip my SIBO in the bud for good. It was a 10 day dosing schedule, and we might have to do more – but after being on AIP for over a year, and trying every natural help I can… I figured this was worth a shot. The down sides to the treatment (other than what is in the pill, including RED food coloring – WHY?) was a chronic headache that I had all waking hours. I imagine some of that is from detoxing whatever bacteria was dying… but by day 6 I did feel like my bloating was improved.
Now I’m about a week out of my last dose, I can’t say it’s cured that bacteria 100%, but I’m improved dramatically, and with less pain after eating. Our goal is for me to be able to eat raw vegetables again. It’s the little things in life. 🙂 We’ll probably try another dose next month. I’ll keep you posted.
So, combine all of that with a bit of added stress recently with taking on a new house project, with a heavier workload as we gear up for busy time in retail and prep for school, which equals less sleep, and my son having sinus surgery (more on that later), I know my cortisol levels, rest and exercises aren’t where they need to be. It all matters.
On that note, I better run. I have a trip to pack for, a follow-up appointment, an ad to create, 2 sessions to work through and I need to magically make a 6 year old’s birthday party happen before we leave in 3 days.
I will be walking, focusing on breathing and saying NO more often.
Healthy for Him.
“But we have this treasure in jars of clay,
to show that the sur
passing power belongs to God and not to us.”
2 Corinth. 4:7
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.”
My comprehensive stool test came back!
I don’t have bad bacteria in my gut anymore.
No candida. No more SIBO.
Unfortunately, I don’t have any GOOD bacteria either…and I had meat (undigested in my stool).
Gross. I know. But it’s my reality.
So how does THAT happen?
Well, in my process of preparing for the test – I had to stop taking my enzymes, any probiotics, and HCl (the stomach acid helper). In the mean time, we went on vacation… I stopped taking my MSM… I got a little lazy and was eating some sweet potato chips, with coconut oil, which I”m not supposed to have because it causes reactions… and I started eating some raw veggies… carrots, cucumbers… a few radishes.
BIG Mistake. BIG. HUGE.
As of recent I had been battling the every day morning “I think I’m going to throw up I’m so full in guts” feeling. I got a stomach bug early this week – which emptied my entire body of any food contents that might have thought about sitting, and other than wishing I didn’t have to throw up beet juice, I was just THANKFUL to not feel so sore, and sick.
It was almost a year ago I realized I was battling gastroparesis, you can read more about that if you want.
I knew my stomach was emptying slowly. I didn’t really consider THAT was my main problem. I knew it led to other bacteria issues… I figure THAT had to be the main problem… and maybe it was – before the treatments I did.
But now? After getting the results back from my stool test… and knowing the SIBO is gone, and candida isn’t an issue… and there are no parasites…
and some more research on gastroparesis….
I realize now – this is more serious, and I need to get more specific before I end up on a complete liquid diet.
I’m happy to report I’m bouncing back from my Iowa trip, and adding MSM in has helped my inflammation a ton (as has getting rid of the sweet potato chips – boo-hoo!)
I spent some time being real with myself, and figuring out a plan because this is serious, and it’s not going away.
I have to say I’m SO glad I did the most recent elimination diet from this book. It helped me get to this point to see why and what was making me bloat. While I focused on trying to eat 2 meals a day, and a smooth in the AM (more recently) – in an attempt to encourage “cleansing waves” for my digestion process… I’m realizing now that approach isn’t going to fix my gastroparesis.
In fact, it’s going to make it worse. While the well cooked foods, and types of foods are GREAT to encouraging healing… SMALLER, more frequent meals are required.
I’ll admit. I had some tears over it.
Realizing that fiber from raw vegetables and fruit simply aren’t an option, and that juicing and well cooked smaller meals like I ate before, are going to be consuming most of my summer wasn’t exactly where I was hoping to go with this.
Selfishly I was thinking we’d be on track to targeting a bacteria, and be able to move forward… away from the chronic pain that has plagued me for a majority of the past 3 years.
You know how when you are in a pit… and God just lifts you up?
Once again, God doesn’t disappoint.
While researching my newest plan, and awaiting my doctor’s input… I was SO encouraged by this short video by an 18-year-old from Canada who shared how SHE healed her gastroparesis… after going through a wild goose chase with western medicine. She talks about several things that I’ m already doing, and a few I’m interested in trying, or getting more serious about. Specifically acupuncture more regularly. I’m going on Tuesday.
I also watch this video on what to eat for gastroparesis, and she had her top 10 things to do… again, most of them I’m doing, but it had some great insight. One of the things I KNOW effects me (and literally made me laugh out loud!) is “eat in a calm environment.” Sorry. That’s not going to happen any time in the near future anyway, and I know stress is a big problem – I’m fighting regularly to keep under control, and at a manageable level.
Thanks so much for taking the time to read this. Please don’t pity me. I am encouraged and hopeful. Our BIG GOD is a healer – and I’m focused on what He’s doing in me through this process. Healthy for Him.
“Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble,
And He saved them out of their distresses.
He sent His word and healed them,
And delivered them from their destructions.”
We might take for granted that we breathe. It’s something we don’t think about often, until our passage ways, by which we take in oxygen, are blocked. Either we’re stuffed up, or swollen up, or something toxic in the air prevents us from breathing…
How much thought have you given to breathing while you sleep?
Do you snore?
Are you a mouth breather?
Do you “smack” when you eat?
Have trouble swallowing?
I remember my snoring and lack of ability to breathe being SO bad during pregnancy, my husband asked the doctor if I could “die” – because it sounded like I was gasping for air. Yes – it was really horrible.
We had our first official “meeting” via Skype with our Oral-facial Therapist this week. The woman who has insight into helping my 14-year-old be able to close his mouth, retrain his tongue, and avoid yet another round of braces. Time is of the essence.
Something I didn’t realize until a few days ago, D1 has a lip tie, in addition to his tongue tie. That’s partly why he can’t close his mouth. His top lip is “tied” to the skin of his face inside his mouth, not allowing him to pull that lip OVER his teeth, and close his mouth.
His lips are always cracking and dry. He is a horrible mouth breather. It often leads to bad breath.
All of that seems pretty minor, comparatively to the quality of sleep he has been missing over the years.
Sleep is essential to your body healing. Its’ when you repair and recover…. and grow. There is growth hormone only created when you sleep.
So while getting your inflammation down, and eating a real food diet is helpful, as is increasing your zinc, and getting enough vitamin D…
If you’re not getting the proper oxygen throughout the day, and you’re not getting the oxygen flow at night.
So we discussed all of that… and next week we’re setting up an appointment with an ENT to take a look at D1, so we can address these issues with him first. I’m fairly positive he isn’t the only one who will be addressed – but the palate expander on several of the other children HAS helped address things dramatically. She said when you’re talking about even tiny millimeters of space “cleared” to allow oxygen flow, you’re talking huge differences.
While we talked, she shared part of her story. Very similar on some levels to mine. Metal toxicity, and healing her body inside out. She encouraged me to look into expanders myself. I told her my orthodontist seemed to shy away from that, at my age… she disagreed, and said it was the best thing she has done, although they used removable devices, so you can eat – it has made HUGE impacts on her sleep and healing.
I can imagine…. just how much that is impairing my healing process. I do sleep – but I never feel rested. I just don’t.
She explain how braces used to be addressed, vs. how they are now… The teeth on top were “aligned” and the bottom jaw was “tucked” under. (If you can visualize my profile… Beeker from the muppets comes to mind!) She went on further to say that once you set that bottom foundation – then you set the top teeth on TOP of that, you have a set up a healthy breathing space needed to function. It changes your face shape, but more importantly – you can breathe.
I try not to think about what if…
What if someone mentioned that PUPPS was related to celiac disease. I could have changed my diet, instead of being put on steroids… and the snowball that got me to now. What if my son had been “clipped” years ago… and nursing hadn’t been such a struggle. Would that have prevented post pardum depression, and all of the issues that were created from lack of family support during those very trying months? What would be different now?
My head spins. Literally.
I cry at how many times I didn’t “get” that my son said, “I can’t control my tongue”. I mean, I get that it’s a strong muscle… but WHO can’t control it. Seriously?
We have lots of months of things that were include many trips, most likely surgery for multiple kids, as well as myself, and then therapy for a long while to get these things corrected. It’s not going to be a quick thing. We’re going to have to make adjustments to not just throw ourselves into things that eat up our time. We have to make a solid effort to heal, and be open to changes that need to be made.
Most people would probably cringe at the thought of all of this, but I’m actually VERY excited. I know this is going to help us tremendously. We are thankful to God, for the knowledge and advancements being made to understand our body better. Never assume God doesn’t know what He’s doing. The one thing I didn’t mention – just how much He has grown me, and strengthened our marriage through this process. It’s solidified our relationship with our kids, and given them opportunities to trust in Him as well.
God is good. ALL the time, He is good.
“And we know that all things work together for good to them that love God, to them who are the called according to His purpose.”
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.”
I used to think that had something to do with my mind… like neurological.
Quite the contrary, peripheral neuropathy specifically can be any where with in your body. It’s very common with MS… it’s something I dealt with for years – totally unknown to me what it even meant!
So what is peripheral neuropathy?
It’s actual damage to nerves OUTSIDE of your brain and spinal cord, and it doesn’t deal with your central nervous system. It effects:
– Autonomic nerves (“automatic” or “involuntary” nerves – things like blood pressure, sweating, and heart rate)
– Motor nerves (things we are in control of purposefully)
– Sensory nerves (including messages to the brain regarding heat, cold and pain)
What can cause it? SO many things… it’s endless really. For instance, with me – I’m going to guess it’s a lack of Vit B… but I’m sure it’s that, and other things. Physical trauma, repetitive injury, infection, metabolic problems and exposure to toxins and some drugs can all lead to peripheral neuropathy. See what I mean? Who really knows… but doing things like removing toxins, and infection can help to rebalance your body a great deal, but nerve regeneration is the slowest – patience is required!
My biggest issues that I battle on any given day are the following:
Motor issues – weakness in the arms specifically – some days I feel like I can barely lift the lightest thing. Frustrating when I know I’m “fit” and the muscles are there.
Sensory issues– sharp jabbing/prickling pain, and burning pain, numbness in the hands and feet – making me unable to stand or walk, changes in my hair/and nail bed (despite plenty of biotin and nutrition!), lack of coordination (despite lots of muscle work on that core for years – I’ll often just tip over. My balance stinks).
Autonomic issues – heat intolerance (read my previous post), digestive problems (and I work at it… CONSTANTLY), dizziness and light-headedness… especially on standing.
Now that I know why my body does what it does – it help me to deal with what I’m experiencing. I don’t really talk about it… because you get strange looks when you tell someone it feels like bugs are crawling all over your legs, or you suddenly slap your leg because you just got a “zinger” again.
One of the most painful neuropathy issues on the trip was my elbow. It hurt so much to put my elbow on the arm rest, it wasn’t even funny. It felt like I had exposed bone, sitting on hot cement – just resting my arm down. I either kept it to my side, or had to have multiple layers in between my elbow and the arm rest. This damage led to a familiar numbness in my left hand (pinky and ring finger) – that always occurred after having another baby – for months. Ever since my last child – it never really went away.
Insane right? Yes… I know.
For years I just thought I wasn’t tough – so just sucked it up. Maybe I needed to work harder on my balance, or just had sore arms because I was weak?
I can’t tell you what peace it was realizing WHY I screamed out when a doctor froze a wart off of my foot… and then told me, “that shouldn’t have hurt.” (It literally felt like he held a flame and melted my skin off deep into the tissue.) Was that in my head? Nope. Good ol’ neuropathy.
I think it’s about time for me to try the chiropractor after our trip. I’ve had almost constant neuropathy in my middle back since we have returned. It’s getting very OLD a week later!! Maybe some adjusting with loosen up some of those nerves, or relax them at the least.
“When times are good, be joyful; when times are bad, consider this:
God made the one as well as the other, so people won’t seek anything outside of His best.”
Oh the ways our body likes to remind us just who is in charge.
I’m back from vacation, and feeling really good over all… but I have to share with you a couple of episodes I had on vacation that were down-right scary.
Before I do that, I’ll hit the highlights:
– I swam a lot, soaked up a lot of sun, had a great time with our kids and got to bed on time every night.
– Despite having to make every meal but one on our trip, the kitchen was HUGE and allowed for the kids to help me without us tripping over each other. (NOTE: Larger kitchen and full pantry functions much better for 10)
– There was an outdoor table for 10, and the weather was perfect the entire time. (Yes, you may puke, but it was…)
– I’m pretty sure that I was supposed to live somewhere warmer than Kansas, but vacations are good too.
Ok… so that was the highlights. Here’s the low-down on what else happened.
Our first night in New Mexico, we booked a Homewood Suites room. It had 3 rooms and a full-sized fridge, which was perfect! As my daughter and I did our usual OCD clean-routine, we buzzed around the room and my oldest son brought in cartloads of tubs and bags. I remember making sure the air temp was in the range we were wanting…. 72. But as we buzzed around, I kept getting hotter and hotter.
I remember things getting a little fuzzy… and when I went out to get another load – something in the hallway smelled… funky. Like incents, or something strange. It was a casino town, and I was concerned about just sending my son off down the hall with no cell phone because he mentioned there were a ton of people in one room “like a party” he said. So, I was trying to text my husband what was going on… Only I suddenly couldn’t text, or think… my mind was getting really fuzzy, and I felt like I really needed to lay down before I passed out! My daughter was getting concerned as I was slurring my speech as well.
I didn’t know what was happening but it was like my energy was zapped and I couldn’t really even care. It was awful… like an instant flu-paralyzing feeling.
Thankfully, about then, my husband came in with the rest of our kids – and figured out they had the heat on in the rooms, not the AIR… and the blowers were roasting us. For someone who did hot yoga last year, I was surprised with my body’s reaction to the heat in about a 10 minute time span. Maybe it was just too much, too fast… I don’t know, but I took note. After some food, water and COOL AIR, my body came to, and I could help with getting the kids to bed.
A similar thing happened the next night. When we got to the house we rented, as the evening wore on, we realized the kitchen, (which had many west-facing windows and no window coverings) was roasting – an almost identical event happened… just as the night before, and I began to get concerned for our trip and my well-being. I was hoping this was NOT a pattern. We decided for the remainder of our trip that any baking/cooking would be done earlier in the day – and we’d have our lighter meals for dinner – to avoid heating up the kitchen, and making myself sick!
Voila!! No more issues with that the remainder of the trip!
So, if you’re battling adrenal failure, you know what I’m talking about. It isn’t just physical and emotional stress that gives you the shakes, makes you flu-ish and zaps your energy almost instantly… it can be environmental stress as well, including the temperature. I did a great job of not “shocking” my body with cold this winter – and always wearing plenty of layers – and I do a pretty good job of just avoiding most stressful people and situations anymore… but apparently I’m going to really need to watch it with heat and lack of circulating air this summer. (and continue praying that my body is healed from adrenal failure soon!)
I hope and pray you have SPRING weather where you are! After a long week back with grey skies, cold temps and rain (which was a blessing, don’t get me wrong) I’m THRILLED that the weekend looks to be gorgeous! 🙂 Enjoy this link to the top 3 reasons Mainstream “Medicine” could be failing you, and what to do about it!
We get to pick up and travel again really soon – thankfully the next trip is only 5-6 hours, vs. two days by vehicle! I’m planning now what we will eat, and pack… because that is such a key part to making our trips successful and keeping things Healthy for Him!
“This will bring health to your body and nourishment to your bones.”