Don’t believe me?
Well, it’s true.
There are some stories about our family’s health that I tell on occasion to share about what we’ve been learning.
Recently I thought that I should share some of these “stories” with all of you so that you can learn more about what we’ve been through.
This is one of those stories.
Now, before I start, keep in mind that I used to be someone who never thought twice about
- drinking non-filtered water
- eating lots of sugar
- using a microwave
- getting immunizations
Like all those things I mentioned above, I never thought twice about getting mercury fillings either. I mean, you’re telling me that mercury leaches into your body and actually hurts you? Why would my friendly family dentist put something into my body that would actually hurt me? Ahem.
Since I completely trusted our dentists, and since the mercury fillings were a lot cheaper (and we were not raking in the dough) when my oldest needed fillings (and he needed a lot), we always got the silver ones.
Well, one particular time, after he got two fillings, he kept complaining that one hurt. I kept reassuring him that nothing was wrong, but he kept complaining and complaining.
And then I started worrying. I remembered stepping into the room when he was getting the fillings put in and seeing quite a bit of blood. I wasn’t sure, but I didn’t recall ever seeing a whole lot of blood from fillings before, but then mine were always quite superficial and I only had 2 in my whole life. But the blood thing continued to bother me.
So I took him in to have the dentist look at it, but the dentist found nothing wrong. I think we even went in twice for reassurance.
Fast forward a few weeks.
My son woke up saying that his tooth hurt a lot and his cheek was swollen. That afternoon he laid down for a nap around 2 pm and slept ’til 5, which was very odd for him.
When I woke him up (so he’d actually sleep that night), the nightmare began.
Half of his face was swollen down to his jawbone and up around his eye. His eye was almost swollen shut.
I called the doctor and they sent me right over to the hospital.
Now I knew something was wrong.
Admitted immediately. His swelling was cellulitis – a potentially life-threatening infection of the soft tissues. Since it was around his eye it was dangerously close to his brain.
Not words a mama wants to hear.
IV antibiotics were started. It got worse. When I saw my son the next day (Dad stayed in the hospital with him because his younger brother was just a baby and I was home with him), half of his face looked like the Elephant Man’s.
24 hours after being admitted there was talk about him being sent to Infectious Disease because the infection wasn’t responding.
“No!” I screamed silently.
I drove back and forth from the hospital, getting whole foods and clothing for my son. Crying, praying and singing Psalm 23 from the Psalter…
“Yea, though I walk through death’s dark vale…yet will I fear no ill….”
Finally, just before they were ready to send him on to the next set of specialists, things started turning around and we went home with a lot of antibiotics and my son finished them.
Then, about a week later, my son told me that his mouth felt funny. There it was. A small swollen spot just above the filling.
Doctor thinks mom is crazy and that the swelling will go away on its own. “It’s not just above the filling” he said.
“Yes, it is,” I insisted.
“No, it isn’t.”
“Yes, it is,” I said, getting angry and frustrated that he wasn’t listening to my mother’s instincts. Couldn’t he see it? Didn’t he know what we’d just been through?
“What’s it going to take to make you happy, Adrienne?”
“A referral to an oral surgeon.”
Well, I got it.
Three oral surgeons. Their recommendations?
- Outpatient surgery.
- The third, most experienced doctor said, “I’m just going to pull the tooth.”
I went with #3. Least invasive and least expensive.
Tooth pulled and the most well-respected oral surgeon in our city said, “Yes, it was just above the filling and I’ve never seen anything like it in my life.”
It was a granuloma.
What’s a granuloma? I didn’t know either. According to Wikipedia:
Granuloma is a medical term for a tiny collection of immune cells known as macrophages. Granulomas form when the immune system attempts to wall off substances that it perceives as foreign but is unable to eliminate.
Hmmm..My son’s body appeared to be attempting to wall off the filling.*
Tooth removed. Granuloma gone.
No more swelling.
The moral of this story is . . . well, in my mind, there are several:
1. Don’t assume that others’ stories of “invisible health issues” or sensitivities are invalid or “all in their head.” I used to think so. Now that a number of them have come to roost in my own household, I know otherwise.
2. Mercury is a poison. I recommend not putting it in your mouth as a permanent structure.
3. You are the parent. You are in charge of your child’s health. I knew something was wrong with my son and though I was ridiculed by his physician, I pressed on. He might have died otherwise. Guess who isn’t our physician any longer? I send the resulting medical results to him and didn’t even get a reply.
4. Don’t take the lives of your loved ones for granted. Things could have turned for us on a dime that day. For now, we are all still together. Thank God.
For more information on our “health journey”, see my posts on:
- Natural Autism Healing and the Best Therapy of All
- Natural Autism Healing – Monster Included
- Help! I Can’t Get to Sleep – Natural Help for Children (& Adults)
- Do You Have Adrenal Fatigue? Take This Quick Test
- How we avoided antibiotics – the pink stuff
- Why I m Thankful for – Autism
Do you or your children still get mercury fillings?
Please share this with others so they can know about the potential dangers of mercury fillings.
*It is possible that the granuloma was related to the injury of getting the filling and not the filling itself, but I think, given my son’s Asperger’s Syndrome (high-functioning autism) and the heavy metal issues that we are now uncovering, that the reaction to mercury is more plausible.