Personal Testimony and Case Study

Some may find this hard to accept and hard to believe. During the course of my study I have come across many wonderful people willing to learn and give information, I have also come across those who cannot grasp the concepts of this paper and because of this they can or refuse to make rational decisions saying that everything I have presented here is selective at most. Such people further go on to state that my disability or my ability would have been the same regardless of Endonasal Balloon therapy treatments. Such people believe that we as humans should accept the way we are and never strive for self improvement, and it is because of this there are many children today that continue to have server disabilities and nervous system dysfunctions.

My personal testimony is just one account of many who have been helped with the aid of this treatment. I was born in 1975 to a humble yet small working farm family, who lived outside of Salem Oregon at the time. At the time of my birth there was evidence that something was not quite right; however none of the doctors new what it was. After many exams and discussion by specialists my mother was told that I would be permentaly disabled for life, never being able to walk, never being able to talk, and would be wheel chair bound all my life, and in essence I would be a vegetable. I was classified as being a child with a severe case of Cerebral Palsy. This broke my mom’s heart, and my dad’s as well, but they didn’t give up. Word reached my mom of one Dr. J. R. Stober in Portland OR who was working nothing short than miracles with children, adults and who ever else needed assistance with disabilities, headaches, and cranial relief. The following is an account of what happened.

To understand my development I have included some pictures throughout the years. The picture to the left was taken at approximately 6 weeks, in it one can see the desperate look in my face that can only be described as pure pain. You can see that my temples on my head are in-caved like someone used a set of forceps or a vice and squeezed my skull. You can also see that my right arm is locked in an upward position and that my right hand is held in a tight grasp right below my right ear. My mother tells me that I would cry and rub my fist into my ear trying to relive the pressure on my head as my brain tried to expand and grow, so much that I would rub blood blisters in and around the base of my ear. How can this be one may ask. When my mother was in the birthing process there was an incredible amount of force exerted upon my being. It didn’t help matters any when the nurses advised my mom not to push. The contractions in the birth process were so great that it compressed my skeletal plates and inter locked them, much when two gears get stucked or fused together. The traumatic impact that this delivers upon the child can and many times causes permanent damage if it goes untreated.

At 6 months of age I was brought to Dr. Stober to receive therapy and treatment. The technique used to relieve the pressure upon the brain and to unlock the skulls joints is called Bilateral Nasal Specific (BNS) it is also referred to as balloon therapy. Right away my parents knew that the treatments were working. After Dr. Stober explained the causes and procedure in an in-depth fashion to my parents I received my first treatment. On the way home I fell asleep within the first block, this is something that I had not done in quite a few months as I would only sleep for 45 minutes at a time then awaken in screaming pain because of the compression on the brain. Every two weeks my mother would make the trip up to Portland Oregon to have the treatment performed on me. During her visits she witnessed many things, such as a child who couldn’t hear, being able to hear for the first time, and she was also able to talk to other parents who were there with their children to get treatments. My parents were convinced, as are many who have gone through this process, that there were real improvements and that it just was not a faith based practice as some may be led to believe. After a short time I was able to shift and move around a little, my body was starting to unwind. Mom worked tirelessly with my legs and right arm, and through her devotion and exercises of my limbs I was finally able to lower my right arm and keep it there without it springing back to its locked position. Although I had started to develop functional capabilities I still had many problems, my speech was locked and I could only mumble and point with jesters. On one occasion and treatment things finally broke through, mom started counting words, and when she had a list of them she took it to Dr. Stpber, ho teared up and said

I was making grounds slowly but surely, however there was a long ways to go. My parents noticed that I didn’t sit up, didn’t stand, and didn’t walk at the stages that are most commonly associated with a baby’s development. Mom continued to work with my legs and arms, and I continued to receive Endonasal Balloon Therapy. One of dad’s coworkers helped him build some walking bars that would aid in my ability to learn how to walk and help with my balance, hopes were high but for the most my balance and legs were unable to support the weight of my head and body. In the picture above I am one year old and you can see me trying to learn to walk and that I am holding myself up. You can also see that my right hand is still in a closed fist position, and you can see that my right leg, especially my foot are turned inward. This is not because of the way I was standing but more so the way my legs were. One can also vaguely see that the temples are still compressed, however the overall shape of the head in relation to the jaw, is symmetrical and more rounded.

In this picture I am 1 ½ years of age and you can see that my right hand is now able to grasp and hold, however you can also see that my feet and legs are bowed in. Also a more evident and clearer idea that there was something despertertly abnormal. It would take years of physical therapy, braces, being a part of Easter Seals and most of all love to help correct, strengthen, and stretch my café muscles and legs so that mobility could be achieved.

Finally at the age of three I was able to stand on my own, still unable to walk but I was able to stand. This picture is the first time that I was able to get up and stand on my own. Shortly thereafter I would start walking, first one or two steps at a time, and before I knew it I was running.

The result was increased pressure on the skull and was made noticeable in the facial features. In short it looks like my head is in an egg squeezer. If my parents had stopped at this point with my physical therapy and my cranial Endonasal Balloon Treatments I would have digressed and would have returned to a lesser state of functionability, my mind would have never been able to develop, and rationalize. My speech and mobility would have suffered greatly and eventually I would have reverted back to a vegetable state. Thank God that they didn’t give up. My earliest memory of having the treatment of balloon therapy performed on me was around the age of 8, not much can be recalled except for the fact that there was pressure on my head before the treatment and there was a feeling of great relief afterwards. At that time I knew that the treatments helped because I could sleep longer and deeper, as well as my headaches would go away. I continued receiving treatments over in Bend Oregon for a time after my family moved over there. When we moved back over the Mountain at the age of 11 my treatments all but stopped. I went over to Bend a couple of more times for treatment but it was far and in-between and I lost contact at the age of 15 with physical therapy of any kind.

The reasons why treatment stopped was because of exerted family stress and the need of my parents to just make a living, yes we fell on hard times. It seemed that the doors of opportunity that once showed such promise were now closed forever. I grew up, went to a private high school, learned the ways of the world, learned how cruel others could be, and also learned of the good even though at times it was hard to find. This shaped my mind and had major impacts on my body and development as well. In high school I decided to take weight training, to help with my muscle development, at that time I could only lift 60 pounds with my arms and about 30 pounds with my legs. My body really didn’t start to develop until after high school, and over the next seven years this once small frail child who could never amount to anything proved the world wrong. I continued to work out to the point that I could lift 250 with my legs, and almost equal to my body weight in bench press with my arms, my neck thickened up and I worked tirelessly with my back creating a toned and slim physique. At first I couldn’t walk the length of two houses in a city block, and today I go out hunting and walk all over the hills and on the beach. I admit I don’t work out as much as I should. Do to being a person with cerebral palsy my body is always wanting to fight against myself and revert to a stiffness and lack of mobility.

Today I am 32 yrs of age and recently had a cranial adjustment after a period of 15 years without any. I was starting to tighten up and my legs were going numb, I was becoming paralyzed again, needless to say I was getting scared. I found a Dr. who still performed the nasal adjustment, my feeling in my legs returned, my right hand was able to open better, and my ears popped allowing me to regain full hearing. As well, sharp vision and distance vision was restored. I can now see the hands of the clock across the room once again. I am so excited, I know that Balloon Nasal Therapy works, it helps people hear, speak, and the ability to allow those with paralysis to gain mobility. How do I know of this and that it works, I’m living proof. My childhood was nothing short of being traumatic but as an adult I hold two 4 year college degrees, one in Communication and one in Business management. I have had girl friends, been sexually active, lived on my own, lived in Los Angeles, and Las Vegas, drive a large Pickup truck, hunt, sing, play the Drums like a mad man, and have a keen ear for music, as well as being able to hold down a Profesional job. The unselfish act, and work my mom did with me in stretching my legs and arms, the walking exercises, and the balloon nasal adjustments along with spinal adjustments allowed me to grow up and function more normally. Everyone can benefit from this process in one way or another, especially disadvantaged children.

As an adult I am still categorized as having Cerebral Palsy, my right hand still wants to tighten up, my spelling and being able to hear the vowels and silent letters still vexes me in my informal communication writings. As for my legs it is necessary for me to work out on a regular basis and always strive to better myself in knowledge and understanding. I’m also working to help others. I know that by awakening the nervous system it allows more normal function and a chance at a better life. Since I know about what to look for I can look at a persons head and can see if there is trauma there that may be treated but most of all I am working at spreading the word that there is hope to those who have no hope.