Mainstream Medicine vs Alternative Medicine

It’s the school holidays at the moment, but it’s been a fairly low couple of weeks in our household. Both kids are truly knackered. Molly’s skin is still raw and sore. Jake’s been away a lot for work. There’s been a lot of rain (which is absolutely great for the farmers but not for Nana Jenny who doesn’t like rain!)

So yes, Nana Jenny is over once again for a couple of weeks. Despite the tiredness and the rain, she’s managed some special times with both kids – she's pottered on the beach with them, not minding at all when they collected the stinkiest specimens of fish bones in the world, she’s taken them to the theatre, the Marine Education Centre, swimming lessons, she’s made a den and played endless games of Bey Blades with Alfie.

She's also watched Molly doing ballet and Alfie playing his first night-time rugby match (with Jake as assistant coach!) and she's tolerated the chaotic visit to McDonalds for dinner afterwards. 

Meanwhile, last week I had an amazing experience at the homeopath’s with Molly. The lady we saw, Therese Boyle (I must give her a plug!) had been recommended to me from so many different sources that I really had to give her a try.

The appointment included some kinesiology (muscle testing) – I have no idea whatsoever how this actually works and it seems completely illogical to my western-educated mind, but Molly showed really strong responses.

The appointment was fascinating and there’s far too much for me to write about here, but in a nutshell we have identified some reasons why Molly’s immune system is firing all over the place and have some Probiotics and other remedies to try to sort it out.

Within 48 hours, it was clear that something major was happening in her little body. Her eczema patches were healing up, drying up, and flaking off (all over the house). The big red rings around her eyes had disappeared. She is still sore and still tired, but something’s definitely happening. Watch this space, we’ll keep you posted. 

Back to mainstream medicine.....last week, we also took Molly for her RAST test and unfortunately it was a terrible experience. She was so brave while she was there, but afterwards she nearly fainted and has become more and more traumatised by the day. Every evening she’s been crying at bedtime in case she ever has to have a blood test again.

But yesterday evening we tried something pretty cool. On Therese Boyle’s advice, I asked Molly to draw a picture of her feelings about the blood test. It was an AMAZING series of pencil sketches, in fact it was so good I would have loved to have kept it. But Therese’s advice was to rip it all up and throw it away (analogy = we are throwing those bad thoughts and fears away).

Molly insisted that the A4 sheet had to be torn into the most tiny pieces imaginable, so the whole process took a very long time. We finally threw it all out – way past bed time - and I explained that the men will take it to the dump and burn it. And last night was the first time since the blood test that she didn’t cry at bedtime. Result!

(Alfie joined in the activity as well, as he has had a few bad dreams lately and wanted them to go away. His picture was of a haunted house and several cute looking blue ghosts saying “ooooo”. He too slept through last night. I thoroughly recommend this activity!)

Next, we wait again. The blood test results are due within the next week.