So I took Ewen to see an acupuncture specialist today. She came very highly recommended and so Ewen and I drove out to her house on the other side of town in a neighborhood of hills and trees with lots of space between each house that was built in the 70's. She was very welcoming and happy with an English accent. Her home was tidy and serene and she took us back to a room with the table and lots of space and string heart lights and string butterflies. She asked a lot of questions about how and when all this anxiety business started then she did some needles in his belly, legs and feet. She did some more talking and then did a couple of needles in his back. He was a great sport about everything. Then she wanted to rub his neck and head but he wasn't so excited about that and said "ow" and that she was pulling his hair. When we left he said that the needles were cool but he hated that she pulled his hair when she was rubbing his head. I gave him some inositol m...
What do you do when your brilliant, confident, happy 10-year-old suddenly plunges into a frightening downward spiral of debilitating panic attacks? This blog is a mother's journey about a family working it's way back from a crisis, to some kind of happy normalcy.