When my youngest son was born I remember feeling fearful for him in those first few moments of meeting him. I would watch him for hours feeling so afraid there was something wrong with him and he'd be taken from me. I used to give him baby massages and when I touched his stomach I would feel that he was not strong in this area of his body. I spent months like this feeling like something bad would happen to him. I had bonded with him quite quickly, in part because he felt so fragile to me, and felt sad when I look at him because I loved him so much and didn't want any thing bad to happen.
Time passed and he grew into a happy baby and toddler and I was happy he was still with me. The fear eased off, however it was always there in the back of my mind. This feeling I couldn't quite explain or put into words. The only person I every told was my step mum who I knew would understand where I was coming from.
Around the age of two my son began wheezing after playing outside or running and also if he ran in the house. Wheezing was the first sign that he had inherited the asthma that runs in my family. He had also inherited the eczema that runs in my family. So did his other brothers though they don't have asthma. Knowing he had asthma I figured this must have been the reason for my trepidation when he was born.
Around the time he was three he had what I thought was a chest infection. An 'Alex the seal' cough and fever. Hubby took him to the doctors and then I received a call from hubby saying he was coming home to collect me, that we needed to rush our son to the hospital because the 'chest infection' was actually an asthma attack. Yes asthma runs in my family yet I'd had no actual dealings with anyone with asthma. I had no idea he was having an asthma attack. I felt guilty then for not knowing and for not doing anything about it sooner. At the hospital he was nebulized and after many hours was given the all clear to leave with us.
We invested in an air purifier which works amazingly well at stopping his wheezing, much to my surprise.
Recently our son woke in the middle of the night with his bad sounding cough and slight fever. He had been sick, a cold picked up at childcare, which left his immune system compromised allowing asthma to set in. It was the middle of the night, hubby was away, I was home alone with two children and didn't know what to do. Should I rush him to the hospital? How do I know if it's bad enough for that? I couldn't tell? I had given him his Ventolin which didn't seem to have helped much. We were out of his preventer medicine because the doctors hadn't wanted to renew his prescription - something to do with them not being certain he actually had asthma.
Filled with panic and indecision I riffled through my essential oil books and found a blend that helped alleviate asthma. I used the essential oil blend in an oil burner beside my sons bed and also made a chest rub with the same formula. I spent most of the night sitting by his side monitoring his breathing and looking for signs that he wasn't going to be ok. By morning he was alive and well and his cough had settled down. For the next day or two I continued to use his puffer and the essential chest rub until it went away, coinciding with his cold getting better.
The essential oil blend I used that night is: 4 drops of cypress, 4 drops of lavender and 2 drops of benzoin essential oils in an oil burner and in a chest rub. Diluted in 10ml olive oil and applied to chest, back and a dab under his nose.
Another essential oil blend I've tried is: 4 drops frankincense, 3 drops chamomile and 3 drops benzoin essential oils.
* * *Just a note of warning: if your child is having an extreme asthma attack don't rely on this essential oil blend only. It won't cure asthma or stop a severe attack. Watch for signs and call and ambulance if necessary.