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RE: #FUCKCANCER BLOG #01 - The Good News & The Bad News ~OR~ Prognosis: Steemy

in #fuckcancer6 years ago (edited)

@kerrywolf. I do not know you nor do you know me. I can upon your story somehow and thought I would share mine. Something was going on with my ovary. The year was 2009 on a beautiful early fall day. I still remember those words like it was yesterday, you have cancer. Like a punch in the stomach. So much raced through my mind. I however had an edge. I am a Registered Holistic Nutritionist and worked with Naturopathic Doctors and such so I figured I got this made in the shade. What I quickly learned is that everyone and anyone has an opinion. One opinion became hundreds and my head was spinning. I also had a top notch city surgeon, which was a bonus. What no one really understands is how you feel. I armed myself with as much knowledge as I could in a very short time. It is your body and you have to make the best choices for yourself. Even though I believe in doing my body no harm and living on the side of holistic vs medicinal, I made the choice in a matter of weeks to have it taken out. Flack came from everybody and anybody who did not even know what type of cancer I was dealing with. Once the hospital has you for the surgery that is still not the end. The fact that they got it all was the first bonus. Then there is chemo and radiation or both. Still a choice you make. Waiting for the results took weeks. That in itself gave me lots of time to start doing my homework. Armed with that I knew and my own team of alternative professionals I came up with my own health care regime. Once that result came in I got another slam. I had a rare aggressive form of Ovarian Cancer called a clear cell carcinoma. Chemo of course was suggested and I had a very small window of time to decide if I should or should not. I made that decision to do everything I could to lick this sucker and then spend the rest of my life keeping this body healthy. Even though I knew and understood all the different treatments alternatively, no one really knew what I was battling. It took a year after the treatments and surgery to get myself back. It has been 9 years plus and 6 grandbabies and a whole lot of life that I am still enjoying. Not a day goes by that I do not thank the doctors and surgeons and yes even the chemo. Yes it is poison. Without them I know I would not be here. I have cleansed so often since then that I squeak on the inside. The real poison however is our lives. Our air, our foods and our waters. It is really all about the immune system and how to keep it clean and healthy. In the end the choice is yours and if you choose to do nothing than keeping you comfortable and pain free is first and foremost. I wish you blessings on your journey.