The day the light and life in my son's eyes  disappeared brought the onset of years of struggle to find answers and a cure. Every door I tried to open slammed shut in my face, leaving me to  feel helpless, hopeless, scared, and paralyzed by fear. The neurologist told me to walk away and place my son in an institution.  What happened?  He was babbling, walking, laughing and playing with his brothers one day shortly after his 1st birthday, and the next day he was placed in a plastic bubble under observation due to a high fever from an unknown cause for seven days. What happened?