Sharp Headache with the Periosteum – When Stupidity Hurts – A Mother’s Tale of Woe.
I am the proud mother of a 11-year-old daughter who is bravely navigating the fifth grade.
Well, “bravely” might be a bit of an overstatement. There are subjects she excels in – math is definitely not one of them. The math problems are getting more complicated, and my daughter? Let’s just say she seems to have left her logical thinking skills somewhere between her breakfast cereal and the walk to school.
In my infinite kindness (and patience), I spent several evenings preparing her for an upcoming math test. She seemed to halfway understand what was going on. No one was expecting Einstein-level brilliance, but failing? That would be a real bummer.
Two days ago, the big day arrived: the test. My daughter came home and said – nothing. And me? I didn’t think much of it either. As usual, I spent hours motivating her to do her homework, and eventually, she collapsed into bed.
Then, at 11 p.m., I got a message from the math teacher: *”Your daughter didn’t hand in the test but took it home. Please take a photo of it and send it to me so I can grade it.” So, I rummaged through her school bag – and sure enough, there it was, the test.
She had started the first two mathematical tasks but didn’t finish them. Okay, those were long and tricky. But the third, fourth, and fifth mathematical tasks? Short and actually pretty simple. Yet, she hadn’t even touched them. Zero points. Zero. Zilch. Nada.
That alone was disappointing enough. What really shocked me – and here’s where my DHS (the famous conflict shock according to Germanic New Medicine) comes into play – was my daughter’s sheer indifference. She didn’t care at all whether she failed or not. She could have asked me for help, we could have solved the test together, and she could have handed it in the next day. But no, she just hid it from me.
I was in school once too, and I wasn’t a genius in every subject. But back then, we really tried to scrape together as many points as possible. Cheating, copying, creative solutions – everything was fair game, as long as we didn’t fail. But my daughter? Zero points, and she couldn’t care less.
I just don’t understand this kind of “stupidity.” I can’t wrap my head around it. And I have no idea how to motivate her to put in even the slightest bit of effort. A minimum of effort, just to avoid failing – is that too much to ask? But no, zero points, and she doesn’t even bat an eyelid. That really knocked me for a loop.
I finally went to bed around midnight, but my peace didn’t last long. At 4 a.m., I was jolted awake by brutal headaches. It felt like someone was zapping my scalp with electric shocks – from my forehead, about a hand’s width back. I went to the bathroom a few times, felt chilly, and put a hot water bottle on my head. That helped a little.
According to Germanic New Medicine, I was in the crisis phase of the periosteum (bone membrane) of the head. And yes, the periosteum hurts during the active phase and the crisis, not the healing phase. The pain lasted for hours, and it wasn’t until around noon that I was somewhat pain-free.
What had happened? I had suffered a brutal separation conflict with my child. Something like: *”This can’t possibly be my child! I can’t have a child who’s so… let’s say, ‘special.’”* The intellectual conflict content (*”She’s so stupid”*) determined the location on the head. At breakfast, even my husband noticed a swelling on my head, despite my hair.
By noon, the pain was gone, but my head was still tender to the touch. The healing phase wasn’t over yet. And the next night? Yep, there I was again, lying awake with the same headaches, though not as bad as the night before.
I sincerely hope this doesn’t become a chronic condition. Because every time my daughter demonstrates her “exceptional talent” for creatively avoiding math, I might react with this **SBS (Biological Special Program)** again. And believe me, the periosteum in crisis hurts like hell.
**Conclusion:** Sometimes, Germanic New Medicine isn’t just a theory – it’s a painful life experience. And sometimes, you wonder if you’re really the mother of a little math genius – or maybe just a little rebel who’s conquering the world in her own unique way. 😅
Comment by GHK Academy:
There’s a saying: “If stupidity hurt…”
Well, stupidity does hurt. This is especially true when we go to the doctor for unnecessary and often dangerous examinations or treatments – things can quickly become painful. We can act recklessly out of ignorance and experience painful consequences, ideally followed by a lasting learning effect. But as this example shows, we can also suffer intellectual conflicts that cause intense pain.
Yes, stupidity hurts!
Dr. Hamer said that the most common headaches are not migraines but rather rheumatism of the head. Rheumatism is the active phase of a brutal separation conflict affecting the periosteum (bone membrane). This should not be confused with joint rheumatism, which is a hanging healing phase of a self-devaluation conflict.
The location is involuntarily determined by the conflict content – intellectual conflicts are felt in the head.
While reading your story, I got the impression that you’re trying to approach the situation with humor, which is sometimes the only way to deal with such little geniuses (aside from alcohol, perhaps 😉).
Unfortunately, I can’t give you any advice regarding your daughter, but make sure that future disappointing school performances don’t get to you. Try to keep your sense of humor intact. If your daughter’s poor grades become a recurring trigger for you, you might experience these painful nights multiple times, and I wouldn’t wish that on anyone.
The Roman philosopher Seneca (1 to 65 AD) once said: “For school we learn, not for life!”
In our modern times, this ancient wisdom has been turned on its head. We’ve been led to believe that we learn for life in school, not for school.
Whenever you find yourself in conflict with your daughter, keep in mind that grades lose all meaning once we’re out of school.
Thank you for sharing your testimonial!