Kinesiology results! Oooooh shit!

So, nine years after doing this weird practice with Ellie, I had a feeling that some of the food she is eating at the moment isn’t helping her. We’re seeing some very random behaviour that just doesn’t feel right.

It’s so hard to tell though… she is 12 so is raging with hormones… she is 12 so is gaining an attitude with every waking moment, but she is also autistic and her ‘traits’ seem to be more exaggerated lately!

So, we had the Kinesiology food intolerance test done. Ellie lay on the ‘bed’ and was given one by one, a tiny tube to hold by her cheek with different food essence (or something like that) in. She then had to hold her other arm up. If she could hold it up, the food is ok… if it dropped, it wasn’t.  I know it sounds completely weird, but it has worked before so we had nothing to lose.

Now,  I was hoping that maybe one or two foods would come up so I could eliminate them and we would see some calmer behaviour. I wasn’t expecting 11 foods to come up! Wheat, Oats, Corn, Eggs, Cheese, Beef, Fish (cod), Oranges, Yeast, Chocolate & Rice!  What the F am I going to feed her?! Weirdly, Cows Milk was ok, as was Soya, both of which used to bother her greatly.

So, I need to give this my best shot, and the good thing is we tend to know within a couple of weeks if it has made a difference and we can slowly re-introduce certain foods.  I’m going to take the weekend to look at what foods we can work with and start next week… and on the bright side, crisps are still  on the menu!! Phew!!

Until next time,  love and hugs xxx

Author: Linda Meek

So, a few years ago I started a blog... mainly about everyday things... usually to do with Austism (Aspergers) and having a Tween with it. Then I had a four year break while I ran a business, then closed a business! With this new found headspace, I'm back! The blog has a new name and we've all moved on four years, but other than that, you will find much the same! Along with running, I blog as a form of therapy, and if I can help anyone out there, then all good. I'm a mother of a teen and now an adult (how the fcuk did that happen) and let me tell you, it doesn't get easier as they get older... it just gets different! As I approach 50 (less than two years to go), I give less fcuks about stuff... apart from the ever-growing bag under my right eye, the increasing resemblance I have for my Nan and the lack of tolerance I now seem to have for alcohol which leaves me often questioning my life choices! 🥂🍺🤮 I do hope you will join me for the journey!

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