Written by the Mother of Michael
There once was a mom and a boy. Her son. Her beautiful baby boy. She was so happy to have him, she cried. He truly was a gift from God.
As this boy got older, the mom noticed some things. She noticed that he was in ways different. The mom took her son to doctors and specialists. Many, many doctors and specialists. Many, many people had many, many opinions.
One specialist told the mom that her son would not make it past 6th grade in school because he would be bullied and she would end of removing him. The mom cried. Why would God do this to her beautiful boy?
Her son was put on medications. Lots of medications. The medications changed. They changed a lot. They boy said, “Mom, I don’t feel so good.” He never really did and the mom cried again.
The boy went to school and he didn’t leave the 6th grade like the specialist said. The mom smiled. But the school didn’t understand him. They want him to fit in like they told him to fit. He couldn’t. He was so very, very smart. But they couldn’t see it. They saw what he couldn’t do, not what he could do. Or what he did so very, very well. And the boy said, “Mom, I don’t feel good.” And she cried.
Then one day the mom found a wonderful counselor for the boy. A wonderful woman who understood that her son was oh so smart. But he did things differently. And she had some different ideas on what might help her son. Things that helped him use his strength, to overcome his weaknesses. Things that helped him to feel good. The mom was so happy.
The wonderful counselor suggested that the boy go to ‘Brainwave Optimization.’ She said the Schlichtings were wonderful people. She said they too would teach him how to use his strengths to overcome his weaknesses. The mom was cautious.
The boy went to the Brainwave Optimization Sessions. He actually liked it. When the mom asked him why, he said, “I don’t know how to explain it, but I feel good.” And he did.
He didn’t need as many medications anymore. His anxiety was lower. He was relaxed. He could pay attention for longer periods of time. He could be more independent. He could carry on a conversation that wasn’t just about himself. He helped his mom carry bags of dirt for the garden! He felt good about himself. And his mom cried tears of joy.
And she thanked God for the kindness and help he gave her son, through two wonderful people named the Schlichtings. The mom and the boy will forever remember the differences these wonderful people and their wonderful therapy have made. They will forever be “our friends” and the boy will forever be “our Michael.”
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