During one appointment, the orthodontist became alarmed because my molars were beginning to ‘extrude’. Therefore, the pivots on my teeth were removed which involved several millimeters of adjustment.  Within a week my neck and back started reacting to this sudden change. Unfortunately, my Osteopath was in the Northeast with a family emergency and was unavailable for several months. 

Within two weeks, I was forced to use crutches to walk. The orthodontist had never had this experience with a patient; I was once again ‘out-of-the-box’ in response to treatment. For many months, I was not only on crutches but also was in and out of a wheelchair as well. I vividly remember my daughter pushing me in a wheelchair across the parking lot of our local mall, riding in the mobilized grocery cart and running into the minister from my ‘organ playing challenge’ church, and maneuvering on crutches at the airport to fly to California. My piano students thought the wheelchair was ‘cool’; this was not my sentiment at all. I was treated by two other cranial Osteopaths but was unable to regain my mobility. The orthodontic occlusal adjustments continued as did the bodywork.  However, the crutches and the wheelchair continued to be my companions. 

My osteopath, traveling back and forth between the Northeast and Phoenix for over a year, was shocked at what had transpired with this occlusal adjustment.  Thus, my treatments with him were sporadic at best; however, his treatment did  make a positive difference.