Autism - 2 other experiences using Limu

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Most of you know that my son Ty is autistic. He will be five years

old next month and his autism is definitely a personality definer. He

shuns social interaction, his eye contact is not the best, he likes

to throw things and he doesn't use his silverware just to name a few

things.

 

 

In March Ty was selected to do a four month trial of the effects of

Limu juice. Some of you I'm sure have heard of this. For those of you

who haven't it a juice made from seaweed from Tonga. It's active

ingredient is fucodian. This has been around for awhile. In fact my

mother wanted to try it a couple of years ago and I discouraged her

from doing so because it seemed like a scheme to me. It costs about

$32.00 a bottle and is supposed to help everything under the sun. I

was still skeptical when Ty started drinking it but after two weeks

the change was amazing. His social interaction is so much better than

it was. He actually seeks us out to play with us. He makes eye

contact now at least 90% of the time. He still throws things but not

like he used to and has even used his silverware a time or two. He's

even tried chop sticks.

 

 

He has started mocking the things we do. Case in point, Gabriel and I

play a game when we're in the truck. We pretend going uphill that

we're on a roller coaster and we make appopriate noises. When we

crest the hill I'll say ready Gabriel and we throw up our arms and

scream while we're going down. Several weeks ago when I said ready

Gabriel, Ty threw his arms up and screamed. That particular time I'd

not done the climbing noise.

 

 

But the best thing that has resulted from all of this is that for the

first time ever Ty said Mama today. That's a thing most parents take

for granted. Myself included. I've told my older children that I

changed my name for the day when they'd called me a million times.

But to look at my beautiful son who I have no idea if he'll ever talk

on a regular basis and hear my name come out of his mouth was

indescribable. I can only pray it's not the last time.

 

Autism, ADD and ADHD

Barbara Saker for Emory Saker, Pittsburg, KS

 

 

 

I have always believed that God made our bodies to heal themselves.

That pharmaceutical¢s are foreign to the body and only cover

symptoms. The hope was that the body would heal itself if the body

did not have to deal with the symptoms. This has proven to be a false

belief. Therefore I have always searched for the alternative to

drugs.

 

 

 

Our son Emory has severe autism. Autism, in Emory¢s case, means that

the digestive system does not function well. It also means that Emory

is non-verbal and needs 24 hours supervision. He is now 26 years

old. Emory needs an inordinate amount of food in order to attain any

level of health.

 

 

 

I had not allowed Emory to take any drugs for the 11 ½ years I had

him at home. But at 11 ½ I had to put him in a state facility. I

attained legal guardianship when he was 18 so that I could control

the decisions that were being made concerning his life.

 

 

 

Puberty is the hardest time for those who live with autism. When

Emory was 13 he began to bite himself through the skin. He also

would slam his jawbone into his collarbone until his jaw bone was

bruised. You could actually hear the bone hit bone. I did not want

him to hurt himself or anyone else. The only answer anyone seemed to

have was drugs. I knew when I relinquished my vow not to drug him

that Emory and I were in for a long journey.

 

 

 

I had read that the drugs do not affect those with autism like they

do other people. They work very short term and then begin doing

exactly the opposite of what they are meant to do. The doctors that

Emory had evidently had not read that bit if information. So instead

of dropping a drug that appeared to be having a negative effect on

him, they only added more drugs thinking that the behaviors were a

sign of side effects. This was being done by two doctors, a

psychiatrist and an M.D., at the same time. Neither doctor was

speaking to the other and neither doctor was contacting me. I attend

a meeting once a month with a team of three other people. We go over

all of the documentation by the staff from the previous month and

make decisions about what needs to be done or what needs to be

changed. It was at these meeting that I would find out what new

drugs had been prescribed. By the time Emory was 20 he was on

Tegretol, Buspar, Haladol & Xanax. He was a drug addict that was

barely able to function. I told this team that I wanted to take

Emory off of all the drugs. Of course I was told that I could only

do that by a doctors order. None of the doctors that Emory was

seeing would take him off of the drugs. They were convinced that he

needed to be on all of those drugs.

 

 

 

Finally via the internet I found a doctor that belonged to D.A.N.

(Defeat Autism Now). He told me that drugs do not help the

autistic. I had found an answer to prayer. We began the quest of

taking Emory off of all drugs. No one that worked in that field

believed that Emory would be able to get along in this world without

some drugs. Some were willing to see just what Emory was like

without all of the drugs. Still they believed that he would need be

put back on some drug in order to function in a way that was not

damaging to him or others.

 

 

 

It took five years to get Emory drug free. We even had to put him on

drugs to get him off of Xanax. Emory is a mentally challenged non-

verbal individual. We could not put him in a rehab center. Emory

had to come off of the drugs with very little help. It was a hell I

will never allow him to encounter again. By the time he was down to

the last drug, which was the drug we had to administer to bring him

down from Xanax, he was not sleeping but two or three nights a week.

He very seldom slept all night. He was not eating well. This five

foot six inch man weighed 112 pounds. He looked hollow eyed &

toxic. The constipation was terrible. We had been fighting this for

ten years for all of the drugs slowed the colon down. About the time

we began doctoring with the D.A.N. doctor, we found a new MD. We

told this doctor about the constipation and that it would be as much

as 10 days before Emory would have a bowel movement. Then it was

hard as a rock, black as coal, and about the size of a softball. She

immediately ordered an x-ray. The x-ray showed that Emory¢s colon

was stretched to the max. It could not have taken any more stool

without bursting. It took us three months to get the colon back to

its normal size. Then there was a script written that stated that if

Emory did not have a bowel movement every day an enema was to be

administered on the morning of the third day. In June of 2003 Emory

had 20 enema¢s.

 

Emory displayed all of the toxicity that goes with chronic

constipation problems. I new that what health he had left was now in

jeopardy if we did not find an answer to this chronic constipation

problem. We needed something to stimulate the colon so that it would

begin working on its own again. We were trying everything. I even

found a doctor who had enzyme¢s he just knew would be the answer to

Emory¢s problem. We gave them a try and did exactly what the doctor

told us to do. When they failed this doctor suggested that Emory¢s

colon be scoped for he believed something was wrong in the colon. We

set that appointment up and got down to the night before the scope.

Emory had to drink this liquid that was designed to clean out the

colon. Emory drank it all. The next morning when he went in for the

scope his colon was not empty. He was sent home with instructions

that he was to have a liquid diet and then drink the liquid again

that night. This was done and when Emory went back the next morning

his colon still was not empty. The doctor said that he would not

need to do the scope for Emory¢s problem was he was impacted. Now

that they had cleaned out the colon Emory would be all right. I made

the mistake of not going to this appointment so the staff took the

doctors word and they left. Of course it was not the answer to Emory¢

s problem.

 

 

 

All through this time Emory was also having terrible anxiety

attacks. On occasion he would throw television sets, microwaves, and

can goods. He would get up in the night and completely trash his

room. This is the anger most addicts encounter in rehab. Emory did

not know how to deal with this anger. No one knew how to help him

deal with the anger. And yet everyone could see an amazing

difference in this man. He was so much more aware of what was

happening around him and able to complete a task without verbal

prompts. It was Emory¢s personality that was being observed. An

awakening. I needed something to help Emory through his recovery and

bring about wellness.

 

 

 

In June of 2003 I was introduced to Limu by a Mother of a son with

autism. Our paths had crossed before at seminars and workshops about

autism. I knew her when I saw her and I had witnessed the level of

severity with her son. Although her son was about 10 years younger

than Emory, the severity of the autism was the same. At the time I

was introduced to Limu her son had been taking it for two years. I

was astounded by the results and that Limu had not stopped working

like all of the other natural products I had tried. So I began the

task of getting the doctor to write a script for Emory to take Limu.

Of course he had to do some investigating but in the end he believed

it was worth a try.

 

 

 

Within the first 30 days Emory was sleeping all night every night.

His appetite was back and he was eating again. Within the next 30

days his colon began to function better. His mood swings stopped.

His anxiety attacks were almost nil. We are now into our ninth month

and Emory just keeps getting better. He does not have anxiety

attacks any longer. He does not throw fits of rage. He is learning

more and more tasks. He is affectionate for the first time in his

life and actually gives people hugs. He never ever did this before

because he is so sensory. This means that all of Emory¢s senses are

hyped. So for instance touch is very nurturing. To most of us we

long for a touch. To Emory it was like a shock. He would actually

flinch when touched. Now he initiate¢s touch. And the most amazing

thing to me at this point is his ability to be gentle. He was always

so spastic before. Even when he was little, he was not able to be

gentle. As time went on it got worse. Sometimes when Emory wanted

to touch you he would smack you. And he would often smack you hard.

Now he is able to actually caress my hand. It is simply amazing.

 

 

 

A couple of months ago we took Emory out to eat. We like to go to a

buffet because of the amount of food Emory eats. The restaurant

never comes out ahead when Emory eats there. Anyway, I had never in

his life been able to take Emory around the buffet and let him choose

what he wanted. I decided to give it a try that morning because of

all the good reports I had about how he behaved in public. And we

did great! It is hard to find the words that adequately express what

that meant to me. Such a small accomplishment to most. A giant step

forward for Emory. Everyone who worked with Emory, everyone in the

field that has ever encountered Emory is amazed. Emory has proven

that a person with autism does not need drugs in order to function in

this world. I wonder how many more people could do without drugs if

they took Limu?

 

 

 

I strongly urge anyone who is dealing with autism or ADD or ADH to

give Limu a real good try. What I would have given to have had Limu

when Emory was young. It is the only product that I have ever found

that could bring a quality of life to Emory that every Mother would

die to attain. It will not hurt any human being in any way and it

has the potential to bring health to everyone. We Limu every day. I

take the message to everyone I know. Limu is Gods answer to prayer

for His children. If God wants us to be healthy then He provides the

means to health. He created this world. He created the seaweed. He

knew we would deplete the soil. God knew we would become a society

that could not let the food ripen on the vine. God knew we would

need Limu. It is Gods way of blessing us!

 

 

 

Barbara Saker for Emory Saker