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Rory’s Story

Rory was delivered with the aid of forceps.  The nurses said he cried a lot because he probably had a headache.  During the ensuing months the crying and sleepless nights continued. His eating pattern was also poor. He would have bouts of fever and sickness. The health visitor had no helpful explanation for my worries.  It soon became obvious that he was unable to entertain himself.  He could not suck his thumb and did not cuddle any soft toys, in fact they would promptly be thrown out of his playpen, cot or pram, at which point he would cry until someone played with him.

As time went on, it became apparent that he had excess energy.  He was only happy when active.  Most activities involved emptying cupboards, drawers etc, and later on, daredevil exercise in the garden… climbing over walls too high for him, scaling the roof and riding his tractor full pelt down a narrow path to hit into the wall at the bottom.  From an early age we kept him busy with physical exercise and activities and also sent him to nursery at 2 ˝ thinking the mental stimulation would prove helpful.  At first all went well, but gradually he seemed to go backwards and became very disruptive in the classroom.  Learning was an effort and school became a trial.  He soon became the class clown.  Within two weeks of the new term the dark circles under his eyes were pronounced and he would have a cold.  This was to remain the pattern of his schooling for the next nine years!

Another worrying feature of his development was the way his eyes would blank during periods of hyperactivity.  He could not take in what was said to him and one had to hold him close (eye to eye) and say “Rory! Listen to me!”

There appeared to be no expert help at hand.  Health visitor, doctor and school all said he would grow out of it.  Meanwhile, family life was difficult in the extreme.  At six he still woke up during the night and only slept until 4 or 5am. His brother (18 months younger) also came in for some rough handling.

The saddest thing was that we knew he was a bright little boy who could not express himself properly.  It was also apparent that he desperately wanted to be loved and liked but went the wrong way about getting it.  Only one or two close friends would invite him to birthday parties.  He was not often asked over to play or, as he got older, to stay the night.

Constitutional homeopathy did help to a degree, but we were not getting to the root of the problem.  At six and a half a friend commented on the change of shape in his face, something my mother and I had noticed.  She advised that I took him for cranial therapy.  This was the beginning of a long journey, but at last we were beginning to find the way.  Some of you by now may have recognised the symptoms of Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder (ADHD, a condition affecting a frighteningly large proportion of our young people today.

Over the next few months much of the hyperactivity disappeared.  For the first time in his life he could sit on my lap and really cuddle me, as well as tell me he loved me.  He began to go back through all the developmental stages that he had missed to that point.  These included cuddling soft toys, putting all sorts of things in his mouth (as a baby/toddler nothing was ever put in his mouth), crawling and even sucking his sheet, shirt or occasionally his thumb to name but a few.

The cranial therapy did stop the hyperactivity but did not get rid of the underlying depression that was ever present or the inability to cope with school or social interactions.  During this period we also tried some over the counter supplements in the form of mineral/vitamins; coenzyme Q10 pycnogenols and others.  During the two years of supplementing there was no noticeable difference in his condition.

Schooling was still very difficult and was not doing Rory any good at all, either educationally or emotionally.  He was just becoming more and more demoralised.  There were periods when he could not eat or sleep for worrying.  In the summer term of 1998 I wanted to take him out of school and home educate.  My husband was very unhappy about this decision.  Unable to reach an agreement Rory went back to school in the autumn term and as always, we were back to the old routine of not eating or sleeping properly.  Coming home and shouting at us or hitting his brother and needing excessive help with his homework.  We were back at the edge again.

At the end of August 1998 I received a tape from Mandy Rickard, which I found really exciting.  As with every stage of Rory’s development I carefully checked out the authenticity of what I was being told.  This took a while and it wasn’t until Sunday the 3rd of October that he took his first dose of Maximol Solutions and Revenol.  We doubled the dose as instructed.  So by the end of school on Monday 36 hours later he’d had three doses.  He came home from school a happy boy.  He did not shout at anyone, hit anyone and to cap it all he sat down and did his homework on his own.

Tuesday and Wednesday were the same.  On Wednesday I said “Rory how do you feel?”  His reply was full of excitement.  “Mummy I feel happy!”  Now this was by no means the end of our problems.  Instead it was just the beginning of the road out of them.  There were many ups and downs, but over the next eight months his energy levels improved.  For the first time in his life he did not have continual colds and he grew!  He could no longer win the competition for the thinnest in the class.

With all the improvements we saw, it just seemed it would take time and patience for the learning disability to go.  Rory at eleven could only read haltingly and then only with a great deal of help.  This obviously affected his ability in most other subjects.  In July last year we were able to purchase Einstein, a nutritional anti-oxidant support for brain function and began it immediately.

Well all I can say this has proved to be the icing on the cake.  A month into the new school year, instead of the usual reports from his teachers he was being disruptive, or having problems, his English Teacher ran after me one day to tell me he was ahead of the others in his English book: he was doing comprehension work and generally progressing very well. His mathematics were taking off in the same vein.  At the end of this term he has achieved a “C” in everything except science and computer studies and an “A” in sport.

There are a number of aspects which have been left out of Rory’s story, but I am sure many people reading this will be able to relate to it and I trust, will take heart.  I would like to thank Tom Mower and New Ways for providing such safe and powerful supplements and enabling children like Rory to know that they will not only have a normal life, but also a successful life.  I would also like to thank Mandy and Ashley for caring enough to spend their time and money introducing us to these fantastic products.

Corrine Smith  United Kingdom

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