Pediatrician & I were at same resort: crosspost

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So....

Ready for a morning story?

Those of you who read know our story, know that many times I have vowed to give

my pediatrician who did little but offer Ritalin to Mark a smack on the side of

the head should I ever run into him on the street.

The week before Christmas, my spouse with his son, Mark, Mackenzie & I boarded

for our destination to Neuvo Vallarta. On day 2, I was lying there on the beach

and Mackenzie said, " Mom, I think that's Dr. Roseman on the beach next to us. "

Now my children are actually second cousins with this chaps' kids so my children

DO know this family via their relatives on their Dads side.... albeit quite

distantly. Sure enough, she was right. The man who saw my son, 'misadvised

me', and basicly did nothing was sunning himself almost directly adjacent to us!

I went over like a polite gal and said 'hi'. We chatted for a bit and then I

went about my business of 'vacationing'. Over the next week, I couldn't shake

this family. Everywhere we went.... they were there!

Finally, day 4, the good doc began to speak of Mark..... how well he appeared to

be doing and what was it that I was doing for him? Well.... the floodgates

lifted and I spoke in depth about NACD, how their programs were helping Mark and

I spoke of the metabolic tests we had run for him, his bouts of digestive

issues, intestinal permeability and the vitamin protocol we were now on. I did

'not' speak of heavy metals as I didn't want to scare the chap off but I did

indicate that Mark's low glutathione levels made it very difficult for him to

detoxify his body naturally.

My ex-pediatrician had heard of none of this stuff and was astonished that I

could get such testing for Mark in Edmonton. I noted to him that none of the

tests were covered by our health-care system and that all had to be done through

US labs. He wrote down the name of NACD, their website indicating that he

simply didn't know what to do for the ASD kids.... he had no resources or help

to offer them.

I looked at my brand new copy of Dr. Jepsons book and realized that this was

actually fate. I walked over to my lounger, kissed my beloved book good-bye and

gave it to this pediatrician who has a gazzillion kids to see every day.

Wonder if he will read it?

Now, is that 'fate', 'destiny' or what?

In the end, I felt sorry for this doctor. He is faced with the job of giving

little hope to parents. His training or lack thereof does not equip him to

actually help kids with neurodevelopmental disorders.... just to placate them.

Part of it angers me and part of it deeply saddens me.

But a higher power was on my side..... for this man had the opportunity to watch

Mark every single day for a week! Mark was completely NT when we were in Mexico

and has just now begun to regress since we have come back to the cold.

This doctor had the opportunity to 'see' that what I was doing.... worked!

That is my little Mexico story.... funny or what? Hopefully, Dr Jepsons' book

will give my 'ex-pediatrician' the smack on the side of the head that he so

profoundly needs!

Janice

Mother of Mark, 13