The year is 1950; a young doctor and his wife were in the delivery room of the small town hospital awaiting the arrival of their first child. A minor complication goes unnoticed and becomes life-threatening. The umbilical cord is wrapped around the baby's neck in such a way that as the mother strains to bring new life into the world, the blood flow to the infant’s brain is severely compromised.
The delivery room doctor told the parents that their newborn son suffered from "cerebral anoxia” (meaning lack of oxygen to the brain) and that the hospital would do all it could to ease the baby’s suffering until the child passed away. The young parents did not accept that advice. You see, the young doctor was a recent graduate of the Palmer School of Chiropractic, and it was his contention that the power that made the body could heal the body. Against hospital policy, the young family went home together.
With each follow-up examination the myriad of doctors from all over the country who examined the youngster had to give ground. At first it was: “Well, maybe he won’t die, but he’ll be vegetable- totally dependent for all his needs.” Then it was: “Well maybe not a vegetable, but, certainly confined to a wheel chair- his life expectancy is not good.” That became: “It is remarkable what he has achieved, but, don’t expect much beyond this.” And on it went...
During one of these follow-up examinations in Boston, the young father excused himself to attend some continuing education classes being given by a chiropractor from Mt. Horeb, Wisconsin. The instructor, Clarence Gonstead, D.C. was gaining a reputation for his skill in applying mechanical engineering concepts to the art of the chiropractic adjustment.
Over lunch, the parents talked about their morning. Mom had a horrible morning. She heard more of the same: “You should be happy your boy’s as good as he is and there is really nothing more we can do for him at this time.” Dad was more optimistic: “I want Dr. Gonstead to look at Brian and see what he suggests.”
That afternoon, Dr. Gonstead examined and laid out a treatment plan for the young chiropractor to use on his son.
By the time Brian was ready to start kindergarten, he was talking and walking and running. By the end of second grade the spastic paralysis, which kept his left hand curled up in his left armpit was beginning to relax. By junior high school music and sports became important. In high school Brian played football, ran track and tried his hand at tennis. Even though he did not play any of these sports during his pre-professional years of college, he was able to play college level rugby for his chiropractic school where he graduated with a 3.26 cumulative average.
To this day, Brian continues to get regular chiropractic adjustments (every 3-6 weeks at minimum), eats a healthy diet, is regular in sleep and exercises routinely.
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Yours for better health,
S. Brian Crum, D.C.