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.