Dear Barbara Moore and ETC

I really want to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. You’ve solve a major problem in my life that I thought couldn’t be solved. I’m for Norway and 13 years old and I have had enuresis for as long as I can remember. My mom has told me that I’ve always had this problem, ever since I stopped using diapers, when I was four. I’ve lived in many different countries over the years: Norway, Denmark, Malaysia, Pakistan, and currently Kazakhstan.

When I was seven we lived in Norway, my mom took me to a children’s doctor. He told us there were three steps of treatment for enuresis. Step one was a plastic sheet with an alarm attached to it. If the sheet got wet, the alarm was supposed to sound and wake me up. So, we tried that, but it didn’t work at all because I slept too heavily. Step two was some pills called Tofranil, and they didn’t work, either. Step three was Minirin, a nasal spray that contained hormones, the doctor told me. I didn’t know what hormones were and so I was really scared. But I was willing to try anything to get ride of my bedwetting, so I agreed.

The nasal spray had no effect, either. By this time we were moving again, to Pakistan. We didn’t bring anything with us because the doctor said that there was nothing more we could do. Later on, in Pakistan, we found this nasal spray was sold over-the-counter. Since the doctor in Norway had said it might help me at a later stage, when my own hormones had changed, we tried it again about a year later. This time it seemed to work for a while, but was only temporary, however.

The summer I turned 11 I had been doing nothing about my bedwetting for two years and thought my situation was completely hopeless. Then my mom, I don’t know how, found out about an acupuncture center in Norway that claimed it could cure enuresis. I started going to the acupuncture center regularly. It was a long drive from where we lived in Norway, but we tried to be optimistic. Well, it didn’t work at al. I often cried myself to sleep and didn’t want to wake up in the morning because of what I knew I would find. I was a heavy bedwetter, usually 6-7 nights a week.

We moved to Kazakhstan when I was 11, and my enuresis was still as severe as ever. When we had lived there for a year, we went to Norway for summer vacation as usual. This summer that I turned12, my mom discovered a chiropractic clinic. I started going there for appointments, but that had absolutely no effect, either.

My situation was gloomy. We returned to Kazakhstan, and daily life, including bedwetting, continued.

One evening in early 1998, my parents came across the ETC website on the Internet. They curiously opened it and found a lot of information about the center, its beliefs about and cures for enuresis. My mom sent for brochures. She showed them to me and for the first time I saw your face, Barbara. There were pictures of you, Shirley, and a man I don’t remember. Well, my parents made an appointment with the center, and I was really nervous because I had never done anything like this before, a phone conference with my parents, a counselor, and me.

You know the rest, Barbara. Little by little, my sleep pattern changed and my muscle became stronger. Over almost a year, I was gradually cured of my tremendous, pesky problem. Today, it is exactly a year ago to the date since my first appointment with ETC. I can look back on a year of hard work, very hard work, and results I had given up hope of achieving. On this day a year ago, I probably woke up wet, and today I was perfectly dry. So great is the difference between a year ago and now.

Now I can do things I’d never dreamed of before, like going on camping trips and sleep over at a friend’s house. It’s amazing, the change that has occurred in my life, and I have only my own hard work, God’s will, and a wonderful miracle worker called Barbara Moore to thank for that.

I want to say this once and for all: Thank you, Barbara. Thank you so much for everything you’ve meant to me and many other people with the same problem. I admire you so much for dedicating a huge part of your life to curing other people of the pesky, tabooed, common problem, enuresis. I will never forget you and I owe you so much. I’ll always remember you as the only person who could help me with this.

No one without enuresis knows what its like to cry countless times for the same inevitable reason: bedwetting. No one without enuresis knows what its like to wake up in a soaking wet, stinky bed and starting off your day with tears and more tears. It’s indescribably painful. But somehow you know how I feel, Barbara. You understand me perfectly and that’s what I love you for. Now I cry for joy. I am so happy and I thank god that I’ve been allowed to rid myself of bedwetting. I cry for joy, and a year ago, I cried in despair. You have made that difference to me. My life is so much better because of you.

Thank you, Barbara. I love you so much for helping me with my enuresis. This is like a miracle to me, I never thought I would get this far. Nothing but this has ever helped me with my bedwetting and it’s all due to you. I owe you the world. Thank you.

13 year-old girl from Norway