Hope's Story
"An Angel in Distress"
On January 12, 2004 my wife showed me a newspaper article reporting the
story of a 3 year old, little girl named Hope. Hope had been diagnosed in
October, with a diffuse intrinsic pontine glioma, a rare tumour located in
the middle of the brain stem.
Hope's parents had observed subtle symptoms in their little girl. Her left
eye would close slightly when she smiled, her right hand pushed harder than
the left. They took her to their local hospital.
Soon, Mike and Richelle were struggling to come to terms with a terrifying
diagnosis and a prognosis that offered little promise of survival for their
little angel. Hope endured six weeks of radiation treatments at one of the
finest Children's Hospitals in the world. The Oncologist told them that
medical science could not effectively combat this type of cancer, it kills
its victims. No one could tell them how much longer Hope would be with them.
Mike and Richelle decided on two things. First that they were going to spend
every minute they could with Hope, and second, since medical science had
nothing to offer, they decided to try alternative therapies.
Richelle suspended her physiotherapy practice, while Mike, an internet
consultant, reduced his office hours to two days a week. They began a
regimen of Chinese herbs and lifestyle changes that includes juicing and an
all organic diet.
Some friends in their community recognized that Mike and Richelle required
some financial assistance in order to accomplish their desire to spend as
much time as possible with Hope. These friends organized a funraising event
called "Hats On For Hope". Participants wore every conceivable type of hat
and head dressing. The event was a music concert and Mike and Richelle are
both musicians and songwriters. They wrote a song for their little angle and
performed it at that concert. Here are the lyrics.
THE VOICE OF HOPE
It touched me like a river under late December skies,
I could see the light reflected in her eyes.
A changing of the seasons hangin' on the air,
"Daddy could you help me down from these stairs?"
It feels just like you're drowning and gasping for some air,
It helps to know there's friends who really care.
So we'll carry on, but we're not alone.
A wave can be started, by the weight of a stone.
When the streetlights go out, and the road is so long,
If we look to each other, we can be strong.
Sometimes when we're chosen to carry such a pain,
When we're standing out and waiting in the rain,
Your love is like a fire on that cold November day;
A light in the distance when you've lost your way.
We'll never know the reason, we'll take it day by day.
Our friends have helped to take the pain away.
And every leaf that's blow'in, the voice of Hope keeps growing,
To take us to tomorrow and make it through the day.
And every snowflake falling, the voice of Hope keeps calling,
To rise us from the ashes and carry us away.
This fundraiser attracted quite a bit of attention from the newpapers and TV
in Ontario. Many people responded and sent good wishes, money, products,
advice and their prayers.
Hope continued on her Chinese herbal remedies, and even endured a series of
six radiation treatments in November and December. Her condition appeared to
be slowly improving and she was released from hospital in time to enjoy a
nice Christmas at home with her family.
Then, on January 8, 2004, those telling little symptoms began to reappear.
First, a saliva stain appeared on her pillow. She tripped over a door jamb
in a store. A couple of days later Hope's left eye lost its ability to
blink.
This was the article that my wife was showing me. This was an innocent
little angel in need of a help. I knew that I had a powerful healing whole
food that had cured many other cancer patients.
It took a few days to find a way to contact them, and I sent them a note
offering my help. On January 25th I met Hope and her parents for the first
time. At this meeting we learned more about Hope's condition. We found that
Hope had hait tested been tested and found to be full of aluminum toxicity.
She had never slept through a night in her life. She had suffered from
constipation all her life.
I gave them a can ofGlowLife ginseng. Hope's parents added this ginseng to
her daily regimine on January 26.
The Children's Wish Foundation had set up a trip to Disney World for the
family in early February. Hope had not been feeling very happy and the
family was a little concerned about the stress of making this trip. On Feb.
4, Mike reported that after 8 days on the new regimine, Hope was having
regular bowel movements for the first time in her life. He reported that she
was sleeping through the night. He reported that Hope was playing by herself
and singing to her dolls.
The following message was sent on April 6th by Hope's mom...
Hope continues to be symptom free and we have been told that this is highly
unusual. Mike and I are praying that everything we are doing is making the
difference, combined with the thousands of prayers and best wishes from
around the world.
For Mike and I it seems that we've reached some sort of turning point. On
April 12th it will have been 6 months since we received Hope's diagnosis.
For this entire time we have been on "RED ALERT". This is exhausting. For
quite a few months we were researching through the night.I think we've
reached a much more peaceful place where we feel confident that Hope is
significantly better than she was 6 months ago.