Small set back

Friday the 9th was a busy day for us.  Thomas had a Cranio Sacral massage and then because his back was bothering him, he also was adjusted by our chiropractor.  After that we headed to his acupuncture appointment.  It went well and the doctor really thinks the grey around his eyes is breaking and he's getting his system back on track and eliminating some of the allergies.  This week's treatment included desensitizing the Lyme Frequencies. After muscle testing him, we started him back on Monoimmune which is a blend from the naturopath and a 1/2 tsp of silver (which is a really tiny amount).  Thomas seemed okay on Saturday- he's always a bit more tired after the treatments but other than that everything seemed fine.

Resting and Reading

Joe and I were really excited by his progress and were starting to get our hopes up that we were heading in the right direction to get our baby back.  I was even thinking about contacting some friends for an impromptu play date on Sunday.  Then Sunday morning I awoke from a horrible dream that still seems so vividly real even if not totally logical.  Basically the dream involved me being able to see through 15 weeks (the standard NAET treatment plan time), only to see that Thomas wasn't better and then it was weird glimpses of me literally driving him all over the States from doctor to doctor.  I cried in Joe's arms when I woke up- sometimes it all feels so hopeless but Joe was good at reassuring me that Thomas was doing better.  However, when I got up and went to check on him, he was in his bed reading and I just knew in my gut something was wrong.  After we snuggled, he got out of bed and walked to the bathroom outside his bedroom door.  I noticed his gait was off again and I asked him if he was dizzy.  He shrugged his shoulders and grunted- tell tale signs that he doesn't want to admit what was going on.  We proceeded to have breakfast and get ready for church.  Right before we were going to load up, Thomas climbed up into my arms and with tears in his eyes, said "mommy I feel real sick".  Joe ended up taking the other kiddos to church while I stayed and held him in his bed.  As the day progressed he became more and more dizzy and needed help walking from room to room.  He even reverted to crawling from time to time.

Crawling back to his room for a lego piece

Catching a ride on sissy's back

His whole body hurt and he was miserable by bedtime.  In the evening, he scooted on his bottom down the stairs with Joe and I watching, at the bottom he went to stand up and fell forward.  Joe got him safely back upstairs and on the floor to watch a movie.  He's about the same today.  I called the acupuncturist and he said that "die off" could be happening from treating the Lyme frequencies and starting the supplements and it may have been too much for Thomas' body.  We are to stop the supplements and see if he gets better- of course I'd already given him his morning dose....  Also need to push the distilled water through him and get him to eat a lot of greens.  The water part is easy, the greens not so much.  We may need to make an appointment sooner than Friday.

Thomas is back to enjoying playing Legos; which make a great sit/lay down activity for him. He is super frustrated with not feeling well.  He wanted to go with me to the store tonight to pick out a lego set with some money he saved but he wasn't feeling up to it.  I promised to text pictures but he still cried when I left.  I can't imagine what he must be thinking.  Joe and I feel so badly for him.  He has times where he starts feeling better and then he just crashes.  It's no way for a 9 year old boy to have to live.  That's all for now...