The Rose of Good Health

By Angela Marie Henriette Some Rights Reserved

In a quest for wellness, and a past quest for my son’s sleeplessness as a babe – I  have found specifically recommended alternative health practitioners life savers.  After exhausting all other options first, I have turned to them for assistance, but perhaps I should have consulted them at the same time.  Easy to see that in hindsight.

Now having used cranial osteopathy as well a chiropractor (specialising in children) for my son, along with trying a life style and special diet oriented approach to my skin (alongside using vitamin supplementation) I am of the firm belief that health professionals of all denominations need to work more closely together and learn from each others’ wisdom.

A future world will surely see us go into wellness centres, rather than medical centres, and have access to a team who really talk with each other, to help us  live healthier, and also enable us to, if not avoid, bring chronic conditions under control.

All health professionals will seek out others to assist their clients particularly when they are not having success. We will live healthier life styles, manage the foods we eat by generally eating more healthily but also have diets that are based on specific conditions we might develop from environment or genetic, our stress levels, and do enough exercise.

Our health funds will support all the things that make us well, even more so than they are beginning to do now. Another interest I have is in art/writing therapists, who use the power of the arts to further contribute to the development of strong mental health and who harness the power of imagination.

I often wonder why I have had the test of psoriasis and such a long journey to reach the beginning of growing a rose of wellness.  In that journey writing has kept me afloat.  Am I out of the woods?  Am I heading for a new spring time?

There is something to be said for understanding the enhancement that a suitable diet, and general well being both mentally and physically can play in the quality of our lives. My present successful treatment for psoriasis is not covered by medicare, but may be covered by some private health funds. My family is researching this now.

Have you had an amazing and interesting journey with learning to successfully manage a chronic health condition? 

What role has nutrition played for you? 

What role has meditation played for you?

Walking Zombies

Max and his Dad2
Before he Slept


We are walking zombies, not parents, undertaking a ritualistic walking up and down, up and down, with our youngest child.

He just won’t sleep; even with dark circles under his eyes taking over his face.  He is such a cranky toddler.  Grizzle, grizzle, grizzle.

Awake again.  All night!

Nothing works.

This has been going on for months.

‘He just doesn’t sleep,’ we say to friends (all of them experienced parents) and distant family on the phone, and we receive a list of suggestions and many a sage nod.


‘Burp him’

‘It’ll end soon, always does.’

But it doesn’t. His mouth is full of teeth.  His tummy rumbled.

He is not our first child, but our third, and we just know something isn’t right.  This has been going on for months!  A lack of sleep leads to indecisiveness amongst other things.  We can’t see a way out.  We are wrapped in the bandages of miscomprehension of most of what is going on around us.

My husband is increasingly scared he is going to make a mistake at the lab where he works on heart research.

Every suggested technique has been tried and we are on the verge of a sleep clinic book in.

One of my husband’s work colleagues, notices his dark circled eyes, asks a few questions, and finds out our story.   She passes him a number, tells him her story – her own cranky child treated by cranial osteopathy.

My husband is not averse to alternative therapies, but he is a scientist, and wonders how this method is going to work.

Being a sleepless parent makes you crazy, and he knows this is it, we have to branch out and try something beyond traditional medicine.

Driving to the cranial osteopath, we are full of hope.

I go in with youngest, as my husband takes our other two for a walk.

A few questions are asked, ‘How was he born?  How quickly?’

I answer, ‘Rapid, almost onto a concrete floor.’

He listens compassionately, whilst he gives the lightest touches to our son’s head.  Yet our son is screaming as if in absolute agony.  He does a little more and then stops.

‘That’s all for today.  He’ll sleep when you take him home straight away for a few hours. Bring him back in a week.’

It’s true.  He does.  Bliss.  Happier child, happier parents.

My husband can’t quite believe it – a sleeping child.  ‘What did he do?’

I explain and he reads the pamphlet.

Next time he asks for a treatment too, keen to understand why ‘I’m never going to sleep boy’ has suddenly turned into a cherub.

Seems our boy was born way too fast and had some kind of disturbance to his head on the way out, and it is gently being realigned.  There are charts and qualifications up on the wall.

After each treatment he sleeps through the night for longer blocks of time.

Our son, finally, is in truly healing hands.

Then comes our last visit, the osteopath now sends us forth again to be parents without needing him, ‘he should be okay now until he has growth spurts.’

Our child is more placid.  He sleeps soundly and sweetly and once we are used to this new found luxury, so do we.

We are no longer zombies.


Now he sleeps well