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11/29/03 Marcy Tells Me to Look for a Job

From: Rob Payne <rob@everydayisprecious.com>
Date: 11/29/03
To: Marcy's Wellness
Subject: Marcy's Wellness

A treatment that is helping Marcy

Though Marcy is fighting off a cold and feeling puny today (Saturday,) we were in Philadelphia from 10/28 through 11/20 to try a new, experimental treatment that is helping Marcy. We have seen and are seeing improvements. Though they may seem small to you, they are improvements. It's going to be a long road, but we feel like she is taking the first baby steps in the right direction:

  • Two hours after the first injection she was able to move her jaw more and able to smile much bigger.

  • This past Saturday (11/22) she woke opening her jaw wider than ever, gave a very large smile, and blinked, "You need to start looking for a job."

  • Her jaw is still able to open more and she still smiles bigger.

  • Her lungs need to be suctioned less often.

  • She had some movement in her right thumb before going. Now there is more.

  • Her range of motion is better - when I move her arms and legs, they are not as stiff. I can move them farther without it hurting her. Karen (Marcy's Mom) noticed this also. Fingers that Karen was unable to move are now movable.
    Marcy's right bicep had been a large, solid knot for the last several months. That has loosened so that her arm feels almost normal.

  • Twice now Marcy's body has tried to breath on its own. She tells me she has difficulty breathing. When I read the ventilator stats, it shows that she is exerting breathing effort and her breaths per minute (bpm) go from the machine-programmed setting of 10 to an actual bpm of 12.

Though not sure about the breathing thing, Marcy is now convinced she is getting better.

While at the clinic, I talked with Joe, a man who went from wheelchair to walking, and asked when he believed he was getting better. He said he believed the second week. "But," I asked him, "You were moving your arm the first week. Did you think that was a coincidence?" "No," he said, "I just thought it was too good to be true."

The treatment

The new therapy is called phospho-lipid exchange. It is a new way to cleanse the liver in a way that removes neurotoxins. Their theory is that the motor neurons have not been destroyed, only inhibited from functioning.

You can read the science behind it at detoxxbox.com

Others being helped

Their first ALS patient to receive injections (Joe, mentioned above) started 10/6/03. He came in sitting in a wheelchair, unable to move his arms or legs. His second week, he was able to move his arms. By the time we left, he had walked over 40 steps on his own. He continues to improve daily.

While at the clinic, we saw another patient stand out of his wheelchair. We met at least a dozen other ALS patients - each showing some degree of improvement.

The doctors have case histories of improvements in patients with Autism, Parkinson's, Alzheimer's, MS, Lyme, Fibromyalgia, Lupus, and other neurological diseases. Though slightly outdated, you can find out more about the clinic and make an appointment at their website at Haverford Wellness Center.

Marcy's condition is more severe than any of their other patients. The born-again Christian doctors and staff are excited about the opportunity to help her and share our joy with each improvement.

The trip

We put a hospital bed in the RV and drove towards Philadelphia Sunday, Monday, and Tuesday (10/26-28.) Since it is so hard to move her, the doctors came out to the parking lot to give Marcy her treatments in the RV. Marcy's mother made the trip with us, her father watched the kids for us at home.

Two weeks into our stay, Marcy started getting homesick and Darcy wanted to see us badly. Dean (Marcy's dad) drove Darcy the first half. Our doctor's wife, Kim, took Karen (Marcy's mom) to meet Dean, drop off Karen and pick Darcy up. Dean and Karen went home to Southern Illinois to finish making preparations for their move to Florida.

Karen was fine giving up her space in the RV: she is convinced that Marcy is getting better and she was beginning to get a little case of cabin fever - or is it camper fever? How would you like to spend almost every moment of almost 2 weeks in a 20 x 8 foot room that bounces most of the time? Without your spouse? With your in-laws?

Matthew opted to stay in Franklin with a good friend.

In addition to giving up an entire Friday to spend 14 hours in the car to pick up Darcy, Kim did many things above and beyond the call of duty, starting with allowing us to park the motor home in the driveway of their home.

Here is a picture of the peaceful setting that created for us.

We got very close to their family. They shared their kids with us.

The kids had sleepovers in the RV and since we were away from home and our kids at Halloween, they didn't leave us out. This is Sammy and Melissa, ages 7 and 4.

A few more of the family's good deeds are mentioned in the Tennessean column from 11/21.

God's hand in our trip

We felt God's touch on almost every part of our adventure.

Friday morning 10/24 I did something I had never done before. I cried out loud during my morning prayer time, asking God for a change, a sign of encouragement. I told Him I know that Marcy is His - but asked to please let her stay here a while longer - please bring change - not because we deserve it or are doing the right things, but because of His Grace.

One hour later I answered the phone. Sue Massie was on the other end of the line talking very excitedly about a new treatment in Philadelphia. We have talked with Sue off and on for the last few years. She is very enthusiastic, always excited, and speaks with great conviction about her beliefs. We have tried a few of her recommendations with little success.

But as Sue was talking this time, I got the same feeling that I get during my prayer time, when I'm with Spirit-filled people, and when God is talking to me in church. Jesus was in this call.

I told Sue that I had just prayed for a change and this could be it. Sue said that God had told her to call us with this treatment.

Though the clinic was booked through the end of the year, they graciously gave us an appointed for 2:30 the following Tuesday – they are closed Fridays and Mondays. I knew it would take us that long to prepare and get there.

You may remember from prior emails that we've had our motor home for sale for the last 7 months. If it had sold, we wouldn't have been able to get Marcy there.

Marcy's golf tournament was Monday 10/20 (the Monday before the call.) Though Marcy couldn't go, the tournament raised almost the exact amount of the cost for the first few weeks of treatments.

For six weeks prior to finding out about Philadelphia, we had been trying to get in on a new drug trial in the Bahamas. The drug is not FDA approved for use in the US. There was no way to get Marcy there (even though I had looked into taking a ferry from Florida to the Bahamas.) So we were trying to get FDA approval for a single patient emergency trial. After four weeks of work we hit a stand-off when the FDA wanted more specifics about the manufacturing process and the manufacturer didn't want to give it. We hadn't even gotten to the part where we would have to send the company $20,000 in advance - money that we don't have. I had wondered why the doors weren't easily opening for the Bahamas treatment then the door to Philadelphia opened.

Last but not least, our doctor and his wife prayed with us before the first injection and during many of the following injections. There are more details on this in the 11/21 Every Day Is Precious newspaper column.

The bad news about the treatment

The good news outweighs the bad by a ton, but the Philadelphia treatment is not cheap. Our expenses for Marcy's supplements have gone from $400 a month to $600 a week.

We know that God will provide. He always has.

 

Moving to Other News

A Cold Day in Heaven

Noodles 1988-2003

We had to have our 15-year-old dog, Noodles, euthanized 11/27/03. She died in my arms at the vet's office.


Marcy had Noodles before she had me or Matthew. Noodles was so protective of the family, especially the children when they were babies, that Marcy often called her Nana.

Even in her old age, when she was half blind and 90% deaf, she barked ferociously when she thought there was trouble. When I first met Noodles, it took her awhile to accept me. She never bit me, but she looked at me with great suspicion and doubt for the first few years.

She was one of those dogs you could just talk to. She could understand what you were saying with just words – you didn't have to use dog commands.

When we returned from our trip, Noodles was yelping every 10 to 20 minutes. Truth is, she was doing it before we left, but we had just gotten used to it. We didn't want to think about the pain she was in.

While in Philadelphia, when asked the first things she wanted to do when better, the second thing Marcy said was that she wanted to lay in the grass with Noodles.

I believe that dogs have souls and that all dogs go to heaven. I also think that heaven is so wonderful that we can't picture the good things that happen there. All we can do is picture our favorite activities here in this world. Being an American Eskimo, Noodles loved this time of year and especially loved the snow. One of our video highlights is Noodles helping Matt dig in the big snow we had here in Nashville in 1994 or 1995. Last Wednesday, I think it snowed in heaven.

Darcy said it best in her prayers the night I took Noodles to the vet. She asked Jesus to play with her and take care of her until we get there.

Something more uplifting

Saturday 9/13 we woke to hot air balloons landing in our backyard. This was the view from our back deck.


Darcy's Painting

Darcy contines to enjoy painting and is filling our mantle with canvas:

"Kitty in a lifesaver" - I don't think she meant to relate it to Marcy.
"Reflection" keeps with the animal (what else?) theme.

Not to exclude Matt

As is normal for a 14-year-old, Matt spends much of his free time with his friends, so there's not as much about him on this site as we would like.

 

When home, he spends much of his time on the computer, playing games and emailing friends.

 

His feet are bigger than mine, but not as big as they look in this picture.

September and October Marcy Outings

Since getting the van, I've been trying to keep up with and post the times we've gotten out of the house.

Between our last update and our trip, we had a few outings:

9/15 - 2.5 hours to the phone store & to Party City for Darcy's Halloween costume.

9/25 - 3.5 hours to Wal-Mart to do the family shopping. Believe it or not, Marcy really loves doing this.

9/26 - 3.5 hours to Nashville for an evangelical church service.

10/12 - 2.5 hours to see the movie Good Boy - you know, the one about the dogs. Did you think we wouldn't see a kid's movie about dogs?

Every Day Is Precious in the Tennessean

I was able to email columns while in Philadelphia. There are lots of new columns since our last email. Click here to see them all.

Contact information changes

If you have our fax number in your address book, please note our new fax number is 615-250-0510.

Specific Prayer Request

Our specific prayer request right now is that Marcy shakes this cold quickly.

We continue to thank God each day for your prayer and care.

Rob & Marcy
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