Tuesday, February 07, 2017

Moving Along With Cancer

Matt. 14:14 "And Jesus went forth, and saw a great multitude, and was moved with compassion toward them, and he healed their sick."

Moving Along with Cancer

I’d like to first share the Sunday mother-in-law visit. I had told her not to come with pity on her shoulders and she stayed true to form. While I know she is a very emotional person and can drop a tear quicker than you can bat an eyelash, she stayed a pillar of strength that I’ve come to know and love.

She more or less came to understand where I am coming from and I think I assured her that this decision of not going the chemo route was not entered into lightly and that God himself is the one encouraging me and keeping me looking up, not down.

She came bearing a Primrose plant and a smile. As we sat at the table and she asked how I was doing and I told her good, she looked doubtful and began to well up. I jumped into preacher mode. “Really I’m fine. No, the news wasn’t good, but the way I’m handling this shift in my lifestyle is pretty amazing.” The tear never made it out of her eyes, I had shocked her I think.

I went on to talk about the chemo effects and I mentioned how her sister-in-law was lying in the very position I never want to be in, with tubes feeding me and laying there waiting to die. She admitted only knowing two or three people who’ve fought the battle and outwardly are showing signs of winning the battle, but I wonder what those people live like daily. Drugs? Medication? What are they doing to keep the cancer from coming back? Relying on drugs or have they too had a major lifestyle change?

As hard as it may be to face the truth, I know for a fact of three people in her life who lost the battle or are losing the battle as I write. Am I wrong for not wanting to become one of those statistics? She even told me to my face that if she found out today that she had cancer, she don’t think she’d do the chemo. I don’t know if she was just saying that to console me or if she was seriously thinking that at 71 years of age, to her it might not be worth the fight.

I know I’m only fifty years old and the chemo might be a route someone my age would jump at, but my lifestyle of sugars and high carb living has abruptly come to halt. I am on an attack the immune system mode with greens, not fake or frozen, the real deal. And as you can imagine the vegetables are almost as expensive as the essential supplements I need to win this race.

My friends are pulling through for me along with two (count 'em, TWO) family members who have reached out to help monetarily or any other way they can. I don’t think people realize that the smallest dipping into helping me is helping me in a major way. 

You don’t have to go the pay pal route in helping me, if you’re in a pharmacy and see some Vit. C, omega3 vitamins, iodine, calcium, magnesium, curcumin or selenium you’d like to pick up for me and mail to me, just ask for my address. I have an arsenal I’m using and I only have so far a months supply and if I don’t get more, well you know, nothing good will come of that. I’m even accepting cards (virtual or physical) of well-wishes or loving words of encouragement. This is a tough battle that I wouldn’t wish on anyone and to go it alone? No way! 

If you look at that picture of me and think she’s a beautiful lady, know that there isn’t one false hair on my head. I’ve cut my own hair since I was about thirteen, and it is only lightened by the suns caressing rays. I wouldn’t know what a manicure or a pedicure are (never appealed to me). All of my life all that I’ve ever strived for was being a child of God and NOT of this world. What you see is a woman who’s first crush was Christ and it still tickles me at the thought of Him opening the door for me when I reach heaven’s gate. 

I am a selfless soul that will march on in a storm of blazing Glory fighting this battle before me. I will praise God for every soul who is drawn to me and for the ones who fear me. I will not hold any bitterness towards the family members who feel nothing for me. My apologies, this battle is not about you and what I did or didn’t do right for you, this is about the battle to stay alive for my husband and my son. 

The ‘navigator’ lady called me yesterday as I was veggie shopping; as my phone rang my heart started beating faster, my palms went sweaty and I almost vomited in WalMart as the anxiety took hold of my being. I turned my phone off only to turn it back on to call my mother last evening. 

I calmed down only after returning home and realizing I am loved, I have veggies, vitamins and I’m going to win this battle! 

She called this morning and I was in fighting mode. I spit questions at her immediately. What stage of cancer is this? 
"She don't know yet, it IS HER2 positive". (That tells me a lot)
How is Vitamin C considered alternative medicine? 
“We don’t do that here.” 
Is chemotherapy going to cure me? * silence * Silence that lasted too long, “I’m writing.” I assumed taking notes for her line of defense. And so the story goes. She has all of the answers for the chemo treatment but has nothing for a defense to my inquisitive mind. I did tell her that this is my body and my fight, I need someone who can work with me on a mutual conclusion. 
“Did you want to get a second opinion?”
And so the fun of the merry-go-round begins. 

She did return a call and said she had more answers for me. Obviously, I hit her with so many questions, she needed time to research the answers. A war of wits? I let it go to voicemail as I need peace and calm before I can listen to her rhetoric again. 

Positive thoughts and prayers PLEASE. This whole situation is trying to grate on my serene power of healing and I WILL NOT let it in! God and His army of angels surround me! We’ve seen this battle before! 

Think of cancer as an enemy that is attacking your cells from the inside, standing up and shouting, “We own you!” Think of detoxifying your body as a way of saying “NO! Green (organic) vegetables own me!” Bread doesn’t own me, pasta or sugar are not my friends and meat, unless it is pasture fed on non-chemically treated grounds is toxins that cancer LOVES to breed in. 

My battlefield, for now, is GREEN and Grace! And I can honestly say this is the best I’ve ever felt in my life! 

My arsenal:

10 Natural Cance Treatments 

Cancer Tutor

The Truth About Cancer

Holistic Protocol

Chris Beat Cancer


Alternative Breast Cancer Treatment

And a host of other sites and avenues that will become links on my page very soon!

If my journey saves ONE life, then it's a journey worth traveling!
God Bless you all!

1 comment:

benning said...

Any fish? :)