We had a week away at the beach in the caravan at Christmas, which was just wonderful. We had to take a lot of food with us and the trip was a challenge with both the kids coughing a great deal (in fact I think Kate had whooping-cough, it certainly fit the description but didn’t have the usual duration) but extra-protective probiotics from our specialist meant we could eat out a little more than we would normally. I was glad to find a butcher in this remote part of the state who knew exactly where the meat came from and what it was raised on… a far cry from the closest butcher to my home who told me it was impossible to know this! We’re so blessed to have a good butcher at home, and access to nearly everything we need. Much to my surprise, Kate took her first steps, she seems to do everything physically quicker than John, due to her diminutive size, her strength, and her desire to keep up with her older brother! I also celebrated breastfeeding Kate beyond the age John was force-weaned, and although she is well under the normal weight-for-age in the health book our nurse is not at all concerned and in fact encourages me with all I am doing.
It’s a good thing the children travelled well as we upgraded to a bigger caravan and have had numerous long trips north for important family events. John broke his arm, although we didn’t know for a few days, as not only does he have an extremely high pain threshold (and using raw milk as a pain reliever is extremely effective) but the doctor we saw at the local hospital completely failed to diagnose it and he missed a week of Kinder needlessly. But he bounced back from that and again we see the benefits of good nutrition as the orthopaedic specialist says that his arm is healing remarkably well.
John also began homeopathic remedies, followed shortly after by Kate. He says his ‘special drink’ makes him feel happy! I can see the benefits of the treatments and John is consistently improving. As our other specialist said, it is difficult to work with Kate and I while we are breastfeeding, but the benefits of continuing breastfeeding outweigh the disadvantages. The WAPF homeopath I spoke to late last year described the work as ‘digging out’ the root problem and knowing how complicated John’s situation has been I am not surprised at the need for many remedies to be employed, and it will take time. Patience has never been one of my virtues; I am learning to employ it more.
It’s been a strange year for health. First Kate’s whooping-cough-like illness, then John’s broken arm, then Kate had a severe fever with febrile convulsions, taking us to hospital at 2am. The staff seemed more alarmed about her not being vaccinated than anything else. We came home following a dose of panadol with information stating that febrile convulsions are not much to worry about and I felt like we really wasted the trip there. Then John had mastoiditis, a rare and severe infection behind the ear, requiring surgery, and a fortnight later I was hospitalized with the same severe kidney infection I had in my early 20s, this time following what seemed to be kidney stones. I face so much criticism for what I am doing, from family and friends or from medical people at times, that it’s been a pleasant surprise to come across support from the most unexpected quarters – nurses agreeing with my stance on fevers fighting infections, doctors applauding my stance on antibiotics, and specialists happy to discuss conditions in detail because they see I actually need to know because I already understand more than most people. We have a theory about all this too, unconventional and strange as it may seem to most, that the desire to delve deeply and uncover and ‘dig out’ the root problem (especially in terms of homeopathic treatment) has made these seemingly horrible health problems a necessity to move forward. And I always take the philosophical view that any challenge dealt with well is going to have unexpected benefits and blessings.
And in a funny way some things have come full circle. From the start of this journey I saw parenthood as an opportunity to grow and learn and change. I think if I had foreseen the circumstances and the changes they have wrought in my life I may have run a mile in the opposite direction, and although the way things are and the way I am presents a challenge for those closest to me (and I realise my responsibility to them to help them to be more understanding and accepting) I am always looking back retrospectively and being awed at God’s hand shaping and teaching and rebuking and correcting and I am always (in the end) thankful. This does not make the circumstances easier, and it does not mean I don’t complain and wish things were different, but in the end I can honestly say with the Psalmist that we are “fearfully and wonderfully made; Your works are wonderful, I know that full well”!
About the Author...
I am a princess. I am a daughter and sister and wife and mother and friend. I am very creative and have always wanted to be a nourisher but only recently discovered what that truly means, especially following my most important creative endeavour - my son. I continue to learn more about it and in relationship with my Creator I am confident I will become the nourisher and nurturer that I was made and meant to be.