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IS THERE HOPE YOU TELL ME? THERE SEEMS TO BE NO CURE AND NO TREATMENT. I HAVE MILD CEREBRAL PALSY WHY IS THAT IMPORTANT LOOK AT THE ARCHIVES TO SEE WHY MY CONDITION IS SO IMPORTANT

I ALSO HAVE A SPEECH PROBLEM OR SLUR THAT THE BELOW DOES NOT TALK ABOUT NOT THAT I READ ATLEAST

FROM http://www.webmd.com/content/article/10/1680_54163.htm
Cerebral Palsy
WebMD Medical News
Cerebral Palsy: What It Is, What Can Be Done
By Michael Vitale
Reviewed by Gary D. Vogin, MD
Roughly 500,000 people in the United States have cerebral palsy. It is one of the most common of all congenital (present at birth) disorders: In the United States 15-20 cases are seen in every 10,000 births.
Children who eventually develop cerebral palsy experience injury to their central nervous system sometime before birth or at birth. This injury causes changes in the structure of the infant's brain. We call the changes "static encephalopathy" (encephalopathy means "brain disease") because they seem to stop right after birth. It is the physical effects caused by the injury, such as muscle spasticity and inability to walk, that family and healthcare workers need to be aware of as the child grows up. There may also be neurological side effects like seizures (epilepsy).
Cerebral palsy can be caused by something that happens
Before delivery (the most common time): such as infection, stroke, and metabolic problems such as diabetes and hyperthyroidism.
During delivery: such as not enough oxygen reaching the fetus.
Just after birth: such as a stroke or an infection in the baby.
Some children with cerebral palsy are born early or with obvious signs of infection, but in many cases the cause of brain injury is unknown.
Symptoms
Cerebral palsy symptoms include unusually weak or tight muscles, difficulty with balance, poor coordination, abnormal reflexes, and delay in developing motor skills such as sitting and walking. The diagnosis refers exclusively to problems with movement, but the underlying brain injury may cause other neurological problems. About half of children with cerebral palsy will also develop seizures, and about one-quarter will have severe mental retardation. Some of these symptoms may take time to become obvious, especially since cases of cerebral palsy can range from severe to mild and almost unnoticeable.
The brain injuries that cause cerebral palsy get no worse over time, but the symptoms may develop and change over time. For example, weak muscles often result in what are known as joint contractures -- permanent bending away from the normal position of the joint -- as the child grows. But at the same time, the child's brain continues to develop, and other symptoms may improve.
"The child's brain and nervous system continue to mature and grow over the first several years of life," according to Dr. David Roye, chief of the Division of Pediatric Orthopedics at Columbia Presbyterian Medical Center in New York City. "It is really gratifying to watch the impressive gains the child with CP can make over time."
Diagnosis
Cerebral palsy is sometimes diagnosed at birth, or the diagnosis may not be made until a child is 2 or 3 years old. Physicians use a number of clinical tests to make the diagnosis: No one blood test or X-ray can detect this condition. The physician will test the strength of various muscles, assess the range of motion of different joints, and compare the child's physical and intellectual development with normal childhood milestones.
Before diagnosing a child with cerebral palsy, the physician may also order lab tests to rule out other causes for the developmental delay (like Tay-Sachs disease or leukodystrophy).
The awkward configurations of muscles in children with cerebral palsy can cause problems with bones, muscles, and joints. A specialist (often a pediatric orthopedist) will look for problems such as abnormal positioning of the feet, dislocated hips, and scoliosis -- curving of the spine.
Classifying Cerebral Palsy
Doctors classify cerebral palsy according to the type of abnormal muscle control the child experiences:
Spastic. Children with spastic cerebral palsy have increased reflexes, increased muscle tone, tight muscles, and joint contractures.
Hypotonic. These children have decreased muscle tone, resulting in weakness and joint instability.
Athetoid. Children with athetoid cerebral palsy squirm and thrash about when they become upset or excited.
Ataxic. These children generally don't have joint contractures, but they have problems with balance and tremors.
The condition is also classified by the area of the body affected. Common patterns include:
Hemiplegia (involvement of the arm and leg on one side).
Diplegia (involvement of either both legs or both feet).
Quadriplegia (involvement of all four limbs).
Treatment Goals
Doctors today can't repair the brain injury that causes cerebral palsy, but healthcare providers can use a number of tools to help control and improve symptoms.
Physical therapy to improve strength, range of motion, and joint mobility is the mainstay of treatment. Braces are often used to keep joints in appropriate positions. Medications can also reduce symptoms. Recently, physicians have begun using botulinum toxin (a purified form of a bacterium that causes food poisoning) to relax overactive muscles. Injected into the affected areas, this substance -- marketed as the drug Botox -- can sometimes temporarily restore function. Finally, surgery sometimes can help treat the problems that may develop as the child grows.
Different patients with cerebral palsy have widely differing symptoms. Treatment strategies must be tailored to the individual. In a study published in Clinics in Developmental Medicine, Dr. Eugene Bleck has shown that communication, daily activities, and general mobility are the highest priorities for these patients.
"It is important to be as honest and realistic with the patient and his or her family as possible. Once they understand the issues and the options, they are the ones who guide the treatment," explains Roye.
With input from families and an interdisciplinary team of specialists, children with cerebral palsy can improve tremendously. A cure remains elusive, but early intervention by a well-coordinated team can often make a significant difference in quality of life for affected children.
Michael G. Vitale is a doctor and a freelance medical writer.
Reviewer: Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center. Reviewed for medical accuracy by physicians at Beth Israel Deaconess Medical Center (BIDMC), Harvard Medical School. BIDMC does not endorse any products or services advertised on this Web site.

JOSHUA TIME 181

HEALINGS AND MIRACLES

A lot of people say Benny Hinn and other television ministers that hold healing and miracle crusades are fake.

I don't want to be called a fake or anything like that.
A lot of people get a touch and there are others who truely get healed.

I DO NOT WANT TO BE ONE OF THOSE WHO GET A TOUCH AND NOT GET HEALED; I WANTA MIRACLE A HEALING OR NOTHING AT ALL IF YOU WILL CHECK THE ARCHIVES YOU WILL UNDERSTAND WHAT I MEAN...

My back started hurtting October 29th and constantly on October 30th. I have since then fell once if not three or four times everyday since my back has started hurtting. I'm trying to walk as much as I can. See one time Sept. 22, 2002 My walking went and it was all do to a small bulge.
It looks like deja vu all over again this time i'm not getting surgery; neck surgery did not make me normal back surgery sure as heck will not help back surgery could possibly paralyze me.
I CAN BARELY FEEL MY LEGS RIGHT NOW BUT I CAN STILL FEEL THEM I AM STILL WALKING RIGHT NOW.
Last FRIDAY I SAW THE DOCTOR TO GET AN XRAY ON MY BACK THE XRAY SHOWED NOTHING BUTPOSSIBLY A FRACTURE BUT IT WAS A BAD PICTURE SO SHE TOOK ANOTHERI'M GOING TO TAKE THE XRAYS TO THE DOCTOR TO SEE IF HE CAN SEE ANYTHING BEFORE MY APPOINTMENT ON NOV 18, I HAVE MORE TO DO WITH MY TIME OTHER THAN WAIT AT THE DOCTOR'S OFFICE ALL DAYI THINK A RUPTURED DISKS OR BULGING DISKS BECAUSE MY LEGS ARE NUMB AND TINGLING. AND NOW SINCE THE DOCTORS AND NO ONE WILL TELL ME ANYTHING THE NURSE CALLED ME BACK THursday MORNING TOLD ME THE ONLY THING THE XRAY SHOWED WAS SCOLIOSIS AND AS PEOPLE GETS OLDER THE SCOLIOSIS GETS WORSE AND IF I KEEP HURTTING SURGERY MIGHT BE NEEDED TO PUT A ROD IN THE BACK UPSO IT LOOKS LIKE I'M GOING TO HAVE TO LIE AND BE A FAKE AND SAY NO MORE HURTTING I HAVE TO TOUGH IT OUT NOW I CAN NOT AFFORD TO HAVE SURGERY MOM AND DAD ARE BEING SPIRITUAL I NEED YOU TO BE A SUPER SPIRITUAL NOW

However scoliosis does not get worse cp does not get worse but I have some how gotton worse. Everything has seemingly got worse....

sorry for the caps again...I'm frusterated see mom and dad say every year around this same time i hurt i'm tired of hurtting

It looks like deja vu all over again this time i'm not getting surgery; neck surgery did not make me normal back surgery sure as heck will not help back surgery could possibly paralyze me

JOSHUA

JOSHUA TIME 180

I'm sending this to you to enjoy.
This 102 year-old, petite, well-poised and proud man, who isfully dressed each morning by eight o'clock, with his hairfashionably coifed and face shaved perfectly, even though he islegally blind, moved to a nursing home today. His wife of 70 years recently passed away, making the move necessary. Aftermany hours of waiting patiently in the lobby of the nursinghome, he smiled sweetly when told his room was ready.

As he maneuvered his walker to the elevator, Iprovided a visual description of his tiny room,including the eyelet sheets that had been hung on hiswindow.

"I love it," he stated with the enthusiasm of aneight-year-old having just been presented with a newpuppy.

"Mr. Jones, you haven't seen the room; just wait."

"That doesn't have anything to do with it," he replied."Happiness is something you decide on ahead of time. Whether Ilike my room or not doesn't depend on how the furniture isarranged ... it's how I arrange my mind. I already decided tolove it. "It's a decision I make every morning when I wake up.I have a choice; I can spend the day in bed recounting thedifficulty I have with the parts of my body that no longerwork, or get out of bed and be thankful for the ones that do.

Each day is a gift, and as long as my eyes open I'llfocus on the new day and all the happy memories I'vestored away. Just for this time in my life. Old ageis like a bank account. You withdraw from whatyou've put in.

So, my advice to you would be to deposit a lot ofhappiness in the bank account of memories. Thank youfor your part in filling my Memory bank. I am stilldepositing.

Remember the five simple rules to be happy: 1. Free your heart f rom hatred. 2. Free your mind from worries. 3. Live simply. 4. Give more. 5. Expect less.
Pass this message to 7 people except me. You will receive a miracle tomorrow. Now, STOP! Did you hear what I just said. You WILL receive a miracle tomorrow.

JOSHUA

JOSHUA TIME 179

Hello! You have reached the automated answering service of your child's school. In order to assist you in connecting to the right staff member, please listen to all options before making a selection:

To lie about why your child is absent - Press 1.

To make excuses for why your child did not do his/her work - Press 2. To complain about what we do - Press 3.

To cuss out staff members - Press 4.

To ask why you did not get needed information that was already enclosed in your newsletter and several bulletins mailed to you - Press 5.

If you want us to raise your child - Press 6.

If you want to reach out and touch, slap or hit someone - Press 7. To request another teacher for the third time this year - Press 8.

To complain about bus transportation - Press 9.

To complain about school lunches - Press 0.

If you realize this is the real world and your child must be accountable and responsible for his/her own behavior, class work and homework, and that it is not the teacher's fault for your child's lack of effort, please hang up and have a nice day!"

JOSHUA TIME 178

One Sunday morning an old cowboy entered a church just beforeservices were to begin. Although the old man and his clotheswere spotlessly clean, he wore jeans, a denim shirt and bootsthat were very worn and ragged. In his hand he carried a wornout old hat and an equally worn out Bible. The church he entered was in a very upscale and exclusive partof the city. It was the largest and most beautiful church theold cowboy had ever seen. The people of the congregation wereall dressed with expensive clothes and accessories.As the cowboy took a seat, the others moved away from him.No one greeted, spoke to, or welcomed him. They were allappalled at his appearance and did not attempt to hide it. As the old cowboy was leaving the church, the preacher approachedhim and asked the cowboy to do him a favor. "Before you come backin here again, have a talk with God and ask him what he thinks would be appropriate attire for worship." The old cowboy assured thepreacher he would. The next Sunday, he showed back up for the services wearing thesame ragged jeans, shirt, boots, and hat.Once again he was completely shunned and ignored.The preacher approached the man and said,"I thought I asked you to speak to God before you came back toour church." "I did," replied the old cowboy. "If you spoke to God, what did he tell you the proper attire shouldbe for worshiping in here?" asked the preacher. "Well, sir, God told me that He didn't have a clue what I shouldwear.He said He'd never been in this church"

JOSHUA TIME 177

A young Nun who worked for a local home health care agency was out making her rounds when she ran out of gas. As luck would have it, there was a gas station just one block away. She walked to the station to borrow a can with enough gas to start the car and drive to the station for a fill up

The attendant regretfully told her that the only gas can he owned had just been loaned out, but if she would care to wait he was sure it would be back shortly. Since the Nun was on the way to see a patient, she decided not to wait and walked back to her car.

After looking through her car for something to carry to the station to fill with gas, she spotted a bedpan she was taking to the patient. Always resourceful, she carried it to the station, filled it with gasoline, and carried it back to her car. As she was pouring the gas into the tank of her car, two men watched her from across the street. One of them turned to the other and said: "I know that Jesus turned water into wine, but if that car starts, I'll go to church every Sunday for the rest of my life

FUNNY BUT TRUE

JOSHUA

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SINCE THE DOCTORS AND NO ONE WILL TELL ME ANYTHING
THE NURSE CALLED ME BACK THIS MORNING TOLD ME THE ONLY THING THE XRAY SHOWED WAS SCOLIOSIS AND AS PEOPLE GETS OLDER THE SCOLIOSIS GETS WORSE AND IF I KEEP HURTTING SURGERY MIGHT BE NEEDED TO PUT A ROD IN THE BACK UP

SO IT LOOKS LIKE I'M GOING TO HAVE TO LIE AND BE A FAKE AND SAY NO MORE HURTTING I HAVE TO TOUGH IT OUT NOW I CAN NOT AFFORD TO HAVE SURGERY MOM AND DAD ARE BEING SPIRITUAL I NEED YOU TO BE A SUPER SPIRITUAL NOW

sorry for the caps again...
I'm frusterated see mom and dad say every year around this same time i hurt i'm tired of hurtting.

JOSHUA

JOSHUA TIME 175

This is an email I had got

This is a story about a couple who had been happily married for years. The only friction in there marriage was the husband's habit of farting loudly every morning when he awoke. The noise would wake his wife and the smell would make her eyes water and make her gasp for air. Every morning she would plead with him to stop ripping them off because it was making her sick. He told her he couldn't stop it and that it was perfectly natural. She told him to see a doctor; she was concerned that one day he would blow his guts out.The years went by and he continued to rip them out! Then one Thanksgiving morning as she was preparing the turkey for dinner and he was upstairs sound asleep, she looked at the bowl where she had put the turkey innards and neck, gizzard, liver and all the spare parts and a malicious thought came to her. She took the bowl and went upstairs where her husband was sound asleep and, gently pulling back the bed covers, she pulled back the elastic waistband of his underpants and emptied the bowl of turkey guts into his shorts. Some time later she heard her husband waken with his usual trumpeting which was followed by a blood curdling scream and the sound of frantic footsteps as he ran into the bathroom. The wife could hardly control herself as she rolled on the floor laughing, tears in her eyes! After years of torture she reckoned she had got him back pretty good. About twenty minutes later, her husband came downstairs in his bloodstained underpants with a look of horror on his face. She bit her lip as she asked him what was the matter. He said, "Honey, you were right." "All these years you have warned me and I didn't listen to you." "What do you mean?" asked his wife. "Well, you always told me that one day I would end up farting my guts out, and today it finally happened. But by the grace of God, some Vaseline, and two fingers, I think I got most of them back in."

no games,

J

JOSHUA TIME 174

TO MEET SUCH A MAN

I sat, with two friends, in the picture window of a quaint restaurant just off the corner of the town-square. The food and the company were both especially good that day. As we talked, my attention was drawn outside, across the street. There, walking into town, was a man who appeared to be carrying all his worldly goods on his back. He was carrying, a well-worn sign that read, "I will>>work for food."
My heart sank. I brought him to the attention of my friends and noticed that others around us had stopped eating to focus on him. Heads moved in a mixture of sadness>>and disbelief. We continued with our meal, but his image lingered in my mind. We finished our meal and went our separate ways. I had errands to do and quickly set out to accomplish them. I glanced toward the town square, looking somewhat halfheartedly for the strange visitor. I was fearful, knowing that seeing him again would call some response. I drove through town and saw nothing of him.

I made some purchases at a store and got back in my car. Deep within me, the Spirit of God kept speaking to me: "Don't go back to he office until you've at least driven once more around the square."
Then with some hesitancy, I headed back into town. As I turned the square's third corner, I saw him. He was standing on the steps of the store front church, going through his sack. I stopped and looked; feeling both compelled to speak to him, yet wanting to drive on. The empty parking space on the corner seemed to be a sign from God: an invitation to park. I pulled in, got out and approached the town's newest visitor. "Looking for the pastor?" I asked. "Not really," he replied, "just resting." "Have you eaten today?" "Oh, I ate something early this morning." "Would you like to have lunch with me?" "Do you have some work I could do for you?" "No work," I replied. "I commute here to work from the city, but I would>>like to take you to lunch." "Sure," he replied with a smile.

As he began to gather his things, I asked some surface questions. Where you headed?" "St. Louis." "Where you from?" "Oh, all over; mostly Florida." "How long you been walking?" "Fourteen years," came the reply. I knew I had met someone unusual. We sat across from each other in the same restaurant I had left earlier. His face was weathered slightly beyond his 38 years. His eyes were dark yet clear, and he spoke with an eloquence and articulation that was startling. He removed his jacket to reveal a bright red T-shirt that said, "Jesus is The Never Ending Story."

Then Daniel's story began to unfold. He had seen rough times early in life. He'd made some wrong choices and reaped the consequences. Fourteen years earlier, while backpacking across the country, he had stopped on the beach in Daytona. He tried to hire on with some men who were putting up a large>>tent and some equipment. A concert, he thought.
He was hired, but the tent would not house a concert but revival services, and in those services he saw life more clearly. He gave his life over to God "Nothing's been the same since," he said, "I felt the Lord telling me to keep walking, and so I did, some 14 years now." "Ever think of stopping?" I asked."Oh, once in a while, when it seems to get the best of me But God has given me this calling. I give out Bibles. That's what's in my sack. I work to buy food and Bibles, and I give them out when His Spirit leads." I sat amazed.
My homeless friend was not homeless. He was on a mission and>>lived this way by choice. The question burned inside for a moment and then I asked: "What's it like?" "What?" "To walk into a town carrying all your things on your back and to show your>>sign?" "Oh, it was humiliating at first. People would stare and make comments. Once someone tossed a piece of half-eaten bread and made a gesture that certainly didn't make me feel welcome. But then it became humbling to>>realize that God was using me to touch lives and change people's concepts>>of other folks like me."
My concept was changing, too. We finished our dessert and gathered his>>things. Just outside the door, he paused. He turned to me and said, "Come Ye blessed of my Father and inherit the kingdom I've prepared for you. For when I was hungry you gave me food, when I was thirsty you gave me drink, a stranger and you took me in." I felt as if we were on holy ground. "Could you use another Bible?" I asked.
He said he preferred a certain translation. It traveled well and was not>>too heavy. It was also his personal favorite. "I've read through it 14 times," he said. "I'm not sure we've got one of those, but let's stop by our church and see" I was able to find my new friend a Bible that would do well, and he seemed very grateful. "Where are you headed from here?" I asked. "Well, I found this little map on the back of this amusement park coupon."
"Are you hoping to hire on there for awhile?"
"No, I just figure I should go there. I figure someone under that star>>right there needs a Bible, so that's where I'm going next." He smiled, and the warmth of his spirit radiated the sincerity of his>>mission. I drove him back to the town-square where we'd met two hours>>earlier, and as we drove, it started raining. We parked and unloaded his things. "Would you sign my autograph book?" he asked. "I like to keep messages from>>folks I meet." I wrote in his little book that his commitment to his calling had touched my life. I encouraged him to stay strong. And I left him with a verse of scripture from Jeremiah, "I know the plans I have for you, declared the Lord, "plans to prosper you and not to harm you; Plans to give you a future and a hope."

"Thanks, man," he said. "I know we just met and we're really just>>strangers, but I love you." "I know," I said, "I love you, too." "The Lord is good!" "Yes, He is. How long has it been since someone hugged you?" I asked. "A long time," he replied And so on the busy street corner in the drizzling rain, my new friend and I rembraced, and I felt deep inside that I had been changed. He put his things on his back, smiled his winning smile and said, "See you in the New Jerusalem." "I'll be there!" was my reply.
He began his journey again. He headed away with his sign dangling from his bedroll and pack of Bibles. He stopped, turned and said, "When you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?" "You bet," I shouted back, "God bless." "God bless." And that was the last I saw of him. Late that evening as I left my office, the wind blew strong. The cold front had settled hard upon the town. I bundled up and hurried to my car. As I sat back and reached for the emergency brake, I saw them... a pair of well-worn brown work gloves neatly laid over the length of the handle. I picked them up and thought of my friend and wondered if his hands would stay warm that night without them. Then I remembered his words: "If you see something that makes you think of me, will you pray for me?"
Today his gloves lie on my desk in my office. They help me to see the world and its people in a new way, and they help me remember those two hours with my unique friend and to pray for his ministry. "See you in the New Jerusalem," he said. Yes, Daniel, I know I will... If this story touched you, forward it to a friend! "I shall pass this way but once. Therefore, any good that I can do or any>>kindness that I can show, let me do it now, for I shall not pass this way again."
My instructions were to send this to four people that I wanted God to bless and I picked you. Please pass this to four people you want to be blessed. This prayer is powerful and there is nothing attached. Please do not break>>this pattern. Prayer is one of the best gifts we receive. There is no cost but a lot of rewards. Let's continue to pray for one another. God bless and have a nice day

NO GAMES,

JOSHUA

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CHECK IT OUT

I have a friend on yahoo messenger he has a website.
Its a great site

Rondal James: http://www.ronandlyngiftshop.com

Buy some stuff or just check the site out.

Mr. James is also a Christian HE HAS HAD THE SITE GOING ON 3 YEARS NOW.

I only promote things and people I know and trust.

NO GAMES,

JOSHUA