Nine.

It’s been about nine years since I first started noticing that something was going on with Sean.  That makes sense because it was about nine years ago when he received the H1N1 flu shot and began to have low muscle tone issues.  It’s when he stopped meeting his milestones.  It’s when the hell of this journey really first started.  I said hell and unfortunately, I mean it. This is not fun for him and it certainly isn’t fun for the rest of us either.  Most of the time I feel the worst for him, but I would be lying if I didn’t admit that it’s really taking a toll on me emotionally and physically. It’s hard on our whole family.

I wouldn’t wish autism and PANDAS on anyone.  I’m really not sure which is harder as the lines between blur together and they are hard to separate. The neurologist talked to us about the perfect storm that probably led to where we are today.  Vaccine injury. MTHFR double gene mutation. PANDAS aka immune system dysfunction. Inflamed brain. Autism. Sadly, I didn’t know this nine years ago.  I tried and tried to get answers and didn’t.  It took three years just to get the autism diagnosis, but what might be different now if I had known about PANDAS and stopped it before so much damage was done?  What if our pediatrician would have listened to me? What if I would have known about biomedicine when he still had words, when he was still behaving “neurotypically” to the rest of the world–although I always knew something wasn’t right.

What if. What if. What if.

We are going through an extremely hard time with Sean right now behaviorally and to be honest, I don’t know exactly why. I think it might be a few things going on, but it always just feels like a stab in the dark trying to figure it out.  The doctor who would have been the biggest help to me has closed his practice completely. We have an appointment with our biomedical doctor, but not until early November.  Our pediatrician (not the one he had in the early years) is wonderful and understanding, but can’t really help with this stuff. Talk about feeling helpless.

Before recent weeks, I would say the hardest thing about this journey (beyond the no talking and rough patches of no sleep) was that we can’t do things like other families can do. We can’t just hop in the car and go to celebrations, visit museums, go to restaurants or movie theaters, etc.  Church for me has been almost nonexistent for months and that really stinks. However, we used to be doing okay if we just stayed home in his familiar place.  That’s not really the case now.  His behavior has been so tough, even at home.

The best way to describe his behavior is to think about an 88 pound toddler going through a very rough case of the terrible twos or threes. You can’t leave him alone for even less than a minute. When he doesn’t want something instead of shaking his head no or signing “all done” like he used to, he smacks it off the table.  It’s not all the time, thankfully, but he’s been playing in and even sometimes eating his poop if he’s given more than a minute or two alone. If you are eating at the table and have a drink, he will think it’s super funny to come by and dump your drink out all over the table. He’s tearing things up, knocking things off tables and shelves, etc. Spitting his medicine out. Taking off from the dinner table with some of his drink in his mouth and then spitting it all over the carpet and furniture is another one of his latest tricks.  Kicking holes into the walls even when he’s not angry. So many of these things have happened here and there in the past, but lately it’s been multiple things in a short time period.

Just about every day, I hear not so great news from the therapy clinic about his behavior.  He especially hasn’t been doing well in speech or OT. He won’t keep his clothes on there lately which is so frustrating. I need to know these things of course, but it’s so defeating. I feel like we try and try with him and nothing really every gets better.  It might for a short time, but then it gets worse.

I’m still waiting on one letter from the doctor to file my insurance appeal. Just about every area of life with Sean is falling apart right now and I feel completely helpless and utterly exhausted.  I am a strong person, I know that I am.  However, even the strongest of people have a breaking point. If I didn’t have my faith and my family, I would be done.

I’m not sharing this for pity.  I’m sharing this because this is life with a child that has level 3 (severe) autism. I’m sharing this because my family needs help.  We are trying to help him in every way we can at home. Financially, this is really tough.  Physically and emotionally, probably even harder.  The state of Michigan does not help us with a penny.  We can’t get respite care.  Our insurance company is taking away ABA (behavior therapy) time from him which we are fighting against.  I do not have a good school option for him. We need hope.  We need the tide to change in our favor.  We love this boy so much, but are feeling pretty helpless to really help him right now. Thank you for listening.

If you are a prayerful person, please pray for us.

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It’s a Chelation Weekend…

Well, it’s a chelation weekend in the Lowhorn house.  What does that mean exactly?

We found out in the spring that Sean did indeed have high levels of mercury as well as elevated levels of lead. Kelly and I really were not surprised, however, it was good to confirm with a test.

In addition to about five prescription medications, Sean is on many supplements and also uses a chelation cream every other weekend. This is called a “round” and we can get about three rounds out of one $115 bottle of DMSA chelation cream container.

From Friday after therapy until Monday morning before he goes back to therapy Sean has chelation cream applied every three hours. We rotate the spot of where we put it for it to be absorbed into his skin. It has to be applied an hour after and an hour before any sort of medication, supplement or vitamin.  That’s the tricky part…oh and the middle of the night applications can be a little tricky too. 😉 He’s done about 7 or 8 rounds.  We are anticipating continuing for a good year or two.  Our biomedical doctor is hopeful that this will bring words back.  I sure hope so.

He’s on quite a biomedical protocol right now.  It’s pretty expensive and some months we struggle to swing it, but we find a way because we believe in it.  Dr. V was the first doctor that really gave us hope and looked into what was going on on the inside and didn’t just try to medicate him with an anti-psych med.  He was the first doctor to give us hope that we could truly help Sean.  Unfortunately, he is closing his practice in October. We now also see Maria and BioEnergy Medical Center in Ann Arbor.  She is amazing! Sean’s infection level is the best it has been since we first found out he had PANDAS.

We can’t stop now. In fact, we just started CBD oil with him and I think it’s going to be a really good addition to his protocol.

I hope to be able to share some positive and amazing posts soon. Please pray for our little guy!

Sean takes the following medications and supplements.

They are renewed every 4-6 weeks. 

Complex B capsule, B-12 spray, Zinc, Vitamin D3, Vitamin E, Magnesium, Vitamin C, Activated Charcoal, and Melatonin