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The Path to Cure: The Whole Art of Healing by Allyson A. McQuinn

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The Path to Cure: The Whole Art of HealingBad Boy Behavior

At the age of three, Jordan’s chief problems were chronic constipation and very profound behavioral issues. Often he would not pass stool for a week or more. This was alarming enough on its own, but the toxicity stored in his body produced conduct resembling what traditional medicine was calling ADHD, or Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder. He could not focus for a minute on any one activity. There was a violent side to him too, he would often haul off and slap me across the face or punch me in the stomach without a moment’s notice and with a vindictiveness that astounded me. Waking from afternoon naps, he would often scream for two hours solid while rocking and banging his head against the wall of his bedroom.

If I reached to console him, he would flail his arms attacking me, so I ran around the house like a crazed firefighter searching for a cure. I would try to get him to sniff an open jar of coffee or I would try to pop a homeopathic pellet of Chamomilla into his mouth in an effort to calm him. I usually ended up with coffee grounds all through the carpet. Now that I think about it, smelling the coffee would have been an attempt to match his emotional state of mind homeopathically. Like might have cured like if the dose was the simillimum and energetically strong enough!

However, Jordan wasn’t having anything to do with any principled approach and these bouts of anger were becoming more eruptive. I felt I was always on heightened alert to diffuse potential barriers or triggers that would set off an exaggerated response. If I missed the opportunity, the screaming and flailing could last for hours. I was failing miserably at predicting the future and becoming a hopelessly neurotic firefighter.

 

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