I recall some years ago when I sat facing a client who could only be described as a Hypochondriac (suffering with imagined illnesses).
She shocked me by telling me that she visited her doctor every day and that he was no good as every time he have her medication, it only 'cured' that illness and another illness would occur.
To say the least, I felt sorry for her doctor as I could see that her problem was not being ill but attention seeking. How did I diagnose that? Simply by asking her questions and giving her a sympathetic ear.
"How long does he stay away from home?" – "Oh, he is away from Monday to Friday and only comes home at weekends, and sometimes he also has to work at weekends." (Client looking a little angry).
I noticed at this point in our conversation that she pulled her legs up a little and began to 'pout' like a small girl.
I continued my questioning, which is a necessary part of every Hypnotherapist's consultation, and then asked her if she knew and understood that I was not only a Hypnotherapist but also practiced homeopathy. She knew I did hypnotherapy but did not know what homeopathy was, so I explained as best I could to her.
I also explained that my treatment for her would also include Homeopathic remedies and asked if that was OK. She was more than happy with that and was excited at the new approach to her many illnesses.
I won't go into the rest of the session as it involved routine questions such as her medical history and medication etc. which adds no real value to this article.
On conclusion, I gave her two sugar pills (placebos) and gave them a name (which I don't recall at this time) and explained that they would help to reduce her present symptoms or clear them completely.
The client returned with a big smile on her face and much earlier than her appointment time.
She reported a total success in removing the symptoms of the illness she had, but, she now had another illness, the first one was stomach pains, now it was tightness in her chest.
On this occasion I used hypnosis to relax her and give her suggestions to help her with the 'attention seeking' aspect of her problem. Suggestions such as she had no need to look for admiration from other people as she was a wonderful person who need not answer to anyone else for her looks or personality. (That, of course, is only a very short resume of the total suggestions I used as they changed with each session).
I again gave her placebos and off she went looking very happy.
Then the following day, which was a Saturday, actually confirmed my diagnosis and added some further knowledge to my arsenal in dealing with her problem.
At that time, I also saw clients on Saturdays. My office was in the town centre. I had a gap in my schedule so I went out to do some shopping. And as I was walking to the shops I noticed a couple in front of me that looked as if they were newly weds.
The man was tall and the lady small and she had her arm linked into his and her head on his shoulder. Gazing up at his head. It was as though she was his daughter and admiring him as a daddy. This was as they were walking and with many people around us.
I then realised it was my client. It then struck me that in her husband's presence, she was reverting back to childhood and behaving as she did as a little girl.
Again, my client returned looking very happy and reporting total success, but again, she had developed another illness.
I asked her about her father, and learned he was deceased and she missed him very much, after many years.
On this occasion, I decided that I would use hypnosis and role-play as a father and child. I explained to her, whilst she was in hypnosis, that she was to think of me as her daddy (even though many clients do that automatically as they unconsciously consider the Hypnotherapist to be a father figure).
I then assured her, as her daddy, that I loved her and cherished her beyond anyone else etc, etc. and that when she grew up, she would always know I loved her, etc. etc. (This is not a lesson on Hypnotherapy, so I will not go into full details here).
I then gave her another placebo and off she went looking as happy as any human being can.
I continued with this line of treatment until she returned one day and said that she was totally cured (I have using the word… cured … when referring to therapy as human beings are helped to handle their lives much better, not cured like a piece of meat).
A few days after her final session, a reporter from the local newspaper phoned me, as she often did, to ask if I had any newsworthy items for her column. At that time I was appearing on television shows and many radio stations and was well known to much of the media. I explained that I had a client who was an 'incurable' hypochondriac and who was now off all medication and living a normal like. I would contact my client and ask if she would like to speak to the reporter but under no circumstances could I give a direct contact without permission.
I phoned the client and she was very excited to know she could be featured, both in writing and a photographs, in the local newspaper – her fifteen minutes of fame. All she asked was to give her until tomorrow to speak to her husband first and then she would phone back to make an appointment for the reporter to contact her.