Twice a week I sit with the other patients waiting to be treated. I have
seen them improve, and we have shared our stories with one another. They come
in
in wheelchairs or stretchers and walk out. There was this one kid who was
autistic until about 28. He had been blind and couldn't talk. When there was
a
slight noise he suffered excruciating pain. After a few NAET sessions his
parents took him with them to an art exhibit. They were in the habit of
putting
him on a leash and pulling him along since they had a hard time finding
someone to babysit him. He walked up to a painting and said, "Look at this
Mom!"
At his next NAET treatment he walked up and down the long hall of seated
waiting patients looking each one carefully in the face at a distance of about
8
inches. This frightened many patients because this was such a weird thing to
do, and the kid looked like the terrible hulk in the television show! The kid
has continued to improve, and I have seen him come for treatments, on his own,
and acting normally. He has been able to describe what his 28 years of autism
felt like'--white cloth pulled over his eyes so he couldn't see and make
contact with the world.
