My Arsenal

Rom. 14:3 "Let not him that eateth despise him that eateth not; and let not him which eateth not judge him that eateth: for God hath received him."

The Arsenal

I went to the doctor to have what I thought was just a cyst in my breast checked out. With my age and all that I had read up to that point, led me to believe it wasn’t serious. I didn’t want to read too much into it so as not to become paranoid.

Here’s how it happened. By physical inspection, I was told it was ‘the Big C’. After three, to me unnecessary tests, the mammogram, the CT scan, and a biopsy, I was diagnosed with what people deem, ‘The Death Sentence’ disease. I guess to doctors, the supposed brains of a diagnosis, one blood test would not confirm the certainty of what I had, so I needed to have those three radiation/chemical testings done! I was in an extremely weakened state that morning and they could have shipped me right to surgery and I would not have had the strength to resist their demands. I would have been in even deeper debt than I am because of those tests, and much worse off than I am today.

I knew what I didn’t want to do immediately from experience of the MANY deaths in my family from the C and that was, I did not want to go near the slice and dice, radiate and kill method. Front and center in my mind, besides an overflow of a river of tears, there was NO WAY was I going that route.  

I began immediately searching the net. I went onto facebook, my family account, and reached out to my niece who I knew was into holistic healing. She is a Reiki Specialist and has gone to college to further her knowledge in that field. I told her my plan and she immediately put me in touch with Alternative Healing Groups that she herself was a part of to further her understanding. I surrounded myself with like-minded individuals that are going through the same thing.

I tolerated the two oncologists visits that weakened me, broke me, shattered everything I had built up, they tore down. I fled from them as a Christian wards off satan, like a dog shakes off the water, I closed the doctors out of my mind and kept them from touching my body.

I knew my first line of defense would be supplements. I needed strong ones that were going to go right to the cell and begin destroying the poisons that they already put in me, I needed it quick, I needed it now! One of the very first posts I stumbled on was Chris Beat Cancer after that was The Truth About Cancer, two very powerful tools in themselves in the fight against this! 

Three supplements kept popping up and that was Selenium, turmeric and black pepper, and Curcumin. I went to the Health Food Store and purchased an expensive dose of healing tools to begin my fight. I was now relinquished to becoming a warrior going off to battle in a mere matter of days! 

I had on the armor of God, which was my first line of defense. I had many of my friends who were there with their support of whatever I chose. My niece flew into action and started a Fund Raiser for me to help with the purchase of my supplements and organic food route, I was now well on my way to healing after those two doctor visits. The doctors used fear and encouraged the slice/dice/radiate me method over ANYTHING healthy. I chose LIFE!

EVERYTHING else, science, truth, and support led me to many healing supplements, and also numerous healthy foods that I would need and could use to take on this battle with me. This is where I was being led from day two of my diagnosis. I believed it could be done, I found scientific PROOF that it could very well be done, and my God assured me He would be there every step of the way. That is of vital importance here. 

Your spiritual mindset is what will guide you. Some choose the slice/dice/ radiate method and God walks with them also. He will NOT make the decision for you on what you should or shouldn’t do but He WILL support you every step of the way no matter what you choose. I have to make that clear because not everyone chooses the route I’m taking, and that is okay, for THEM.

I have found hundreds, if not thousands of testimonies of healing through alternative methods. I did not come to this decision lightly, a lot of prayer and meditation ensued in the following days after the diagnosis but I knew what I wanted and what I definitely didn’t want.

Here is my arsenal thus far. Remember, everything that went into my mouth was the first swift change. No sugar and no carbohydrates or processed food, no dairy and no meat. Deep spiritual prayer, hourly holy meditation, and physical change were first and foremost in the fight.

Note: While I’ve listed three links, I have done 5 months of research and three links per vitamin are the MINIMAL amount of links I used in setting up my arsenal! If one of the links don't work, copy/paste into your browser and appreciate all my hard work in putting this together for you. 
I’m still learning as I go, so this is just the beginning. Judge if you wish. 

*Selenium – Selenium, Quercetin, Turmeric, Boswellia need to be taken together

http://www.life-saving-naturalcures-and-naturalremedies.com/natural-cancer-cures-selenium.html 
http://www.breastcancerchoices.org/selenium.html 
https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/selenium-benefits-cancer-prevention/ 

*Quercetin
http://www.chrisbeatcancer.com/most-powerful-flavonoid-in-the-galaxy/
https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/quercetin-fights-5-major-types-of-cancer/
http://www.naturalhealth365.com/quercetin-cancer-cells-2065.html

*Turmeric 
https://www.canceractive.com/cancer-active-page-link.aspx?n=1571
http://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/cancer/expert-answers/curcumin/faq-20057858
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/22471448 

*Boswellia
https://www.terrytalksnutrition.com/health-articles/natural-hope-for-breast-cancer/
https://examine.com/supplements/boswellia-serrata/
https://selfhacked.com/blog/boswellia/

*Ginger root – too many links to list!!
https://foodrevolution.org/blog/ginger-cancer-treatment/
https://thewholejourney.com/ginger-is-stronger-than-chemotherapy-for-cancer/
https://breastcancerconqueror.com/ginger-more-powerful-than-chemotherapy-for-healing-breast-cancer/

*Green Tea CR – again, too many to link to.
https://www.cancertutor.com/greentea/
http://www.cancertherapyadvisor.com/fact-sheets/green-tea-cancer-fact-sheet/article/664514/
http://preventcancer.aicr.org/site/PageServer?pagename=foodsthatfightcancer_green_tea

*Turmeric Black Pepper – The dynamic duo of herbal treatment
https://csn.cancer.org/node/219876
https://www.herbaffair.com/blog/the-dynamic-duo-turmeric-black-pepper/
https://www.turmericforhealth.com/turmeric-benefits/health-benefits-of-black-pepper-and-turmeric

*B Stress Complex – I’ve been taking this for four years to help with my arthritis problems

*Grapeseed
https://www.cityofhope.org/research/research-overview/superfoods-research/superfoods-grape-seed-extract
https://www.omicsonline.org/open-access/anticancer-effects-of-grape-seed-extract-on-human-cancers-a-review-2157-2518-S8-005.php?aid=24652
http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/263332.php

*Oregano Oil – too many links to post
http://www.healthy-holistic-living.com/can-oregano-oil-kill-cancer.html
http://www.chrisbeatcancer.com/four-cancer-fighting-spices/
http://alternativa-za-vas.com/en/index.php/clanak/article/oregano-oil

*Vitamin D3 (Vit. D3. magnesium, and milk thistle is taken together pack a powerful punch)
http://www.cancercenter.com/community/newsletter/july-2013/vitamin-d-and-cancer/
http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2010/03/11/is-vitamin-d-the-silver-bullet-for-cancer.aspx
http://www.lifeextension.com/magazine/2006/3/report_vitamind/page-01

*Magnesium
https://sciencebasedmedicine.org/magnesium-the-cure-to-all-disease/
https://breastcancerconqueror.com/magnesium-deficiency-breast-cancer/
http://drsircus.com/magnesium/magnesium-is-basic-to-cancer-treatment/

*Milk Thistle
https://www.cancer.gov/about-cancer/treatment/cam/hp/milk-thistle-pdq
https://integrativeoncology-essentials.com/2013/01/read-about-the-numerous-anti-cancer-and-protective-effects-of-milk-thistle-extract-silymarin/
http://www.healthline.com/health/milk-thistle-and-breast-cancer

*Dandelion root – For immune system and inflammation (also a natural diuretic)
https://www.cancertutor.com/dandelionroot/
https://sunwarrior.com/healthhub/11-health-benefits-of-dandelion-leaves-and-dandelion-root
https://www.organicfacts.net/health-benefits/herbs-and-spices/health-benefits-of-dandelion.html

*B12
https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/vitamin-b12-deficiency/
http://www.cancernetwork.com/integrative-oncology/vitamin-b12
https://www.canceractive.com/cancer-active-page-link.aspx?n=513

*COQ10
https://www.cancertutor.com/shrinktumors/
http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2000/09/10/coq10-cancer.aspx
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmedhealth/PMH0032790/

*Aloe Vera
https://www.cancertutor.com/shrinktumors/
http://www.naturalnews.com/021858_aloe_vera_gel.html
http://www.cancerresearchuk.org/about-cancer/cancer-in-general/treatment/complementary-alternative-therapies/individual-therapies/aloe

*Echinacea/Myrrh Gum
http://www.cancerresearchuk.org/about-cancer/cancer-in-general/treatment/complementary-alternative-therapies/individual-therapies/echinacea
http://www.rainbow.coop/library/echinacea-root-extracts-and-cancer-cells/
http://www.cancerplants.com/herb_news/myrrh.html
http://www.nydailynews.com/life-style/health/jesus-miracle-myrrh-cure-cancer-article-1.2896616

*Frankincense
http://www.medicalnewstoday.com/articles/314366.php
http://drericz.com/frankincense-oil-cancer-immunity/
https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/frankincense-and-cancer/

*Apple Cider Vinegar
https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/health-benefits-of-apple-cider-vinegar/
http://www.chrisbeatcancer.com/mmmm-vinegar/
http://truedemocracyparty.net/2013/03/apple-cider-vinegar-acv-kills-cancer-anti-viral-anti-fungal-anti-bacterial-anti-septic-kills-98-of-all-germs-natures-perfect-health-food/

Vitamin C (5,000 mg)

http://www.mayoclinic.org/diseases-conditions/cancer/expert-answers/alternative-cancer-treatment/faq-20057968

*Iodine – two hours before or two hours AFTER Vit. C
http://www.naturalmedicinejournal.com/journal/2014-06/iodine-and-cancer
http://jeffreydachmd.com/iodine-treats-breast-cancer/
https://www.canceractive.com/cancer-active-page-link.aspx?n=3669

*Garlic tabs and cloves of garlic!
https://breastcancerconqueror.com/garlic-delivers-a-powerful-punch-against-cancer/

And all the fruit and vegetables I can eat!
(newly added)
*Probiotic
https://www.mdanderson.org/publications/focused-on-health/may-2015/FOH-probiotics.html
http://www.livestrong.com/article/423921-can-probiotics-be-harmful-to-cancer-patients/
http://probiotics.mercola.com/probiotics-health-benefits.html

*BlackStrap Molasses w/ Iron (supplement form)
https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pmc/articles/PMC305362/ 
https://draxe.com/blackstrap-molasses/
http://ohmbars.com/2017/04/the-health-benefits-of-blackstrap-molasses/
http://www.naturalnews.com/026296_molasses_health_sugar.html

*14 mushroom complex

https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/medicinal-mushrooms-cancer/
http://articles.mercola.com/sites/articles/archive/2014/03/15/mushrooms-cancer-treatment.aspx
https://www.theguardian.com/lifeandstyle/2014/mar/02/could-mushrooms-cure-cancer


This should be it for a while. I also read that after a year of use, the body builds its own immunity to each one. After a year I’ll switch up the herbal supplements but keep the vitamin intake. For those who say this is too many vitamin/herbal supplements, I watched a video of a woman who is now twelve years cancer free after her diagnosis of only months to live. She went holistic and saved herself! She was at 97 vitamins and supplements a day! She’s ALIVE! There are NUMEROUS testimonials to these FACTS! Too many to ignore but the doctors and the Big Pharma will fight you every step of the way as you venture on HEALTHY living. 

It’s funny, people will judge what I’m doing to SAVE my life, but they never judge the very things that they do, like unhealthy eating habits, that are going to END their life. Hmm…go figure.


Mushrooms

10 Cancer fighting phytonutrients

The Tests - Be Strong

2 Corinthians 1:3-4  “Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction so that we will be able to comfort those who are in any affliction with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.”

The Tests

As the nurse wheeled me over to the other side of the hospital to await the trials of the day, tears flowed as people passed. Tissues placed throughout the hospital were grabbed along the way. Faces flew by in a collage then a whirling kaleidoscope fashion. 

I had papers to fill out, my husband handled questions to be answered mostly because words got caught up in my throat and wouldn’t come out. The nice lady took one look at me with tears rimming her eyes before sending me on my way with the comforting words, “I’ve been right where you are today, be strong,” These words were going to be the most frequent words heard for the next year to come. 

Mammogram first – I have to say I think I landed in an Angelic domain of hospital workers because every single person who cared for me had a glowing beauty about them. The first one being, Shantay (I think that’s spelled right) I won’t put too many names out here but that was the most beautiful name and the bubbly blonde connected to that name filled me with laughter on one of my darkest days. 

You would have never known that I was just told I have cancer or that I was about to experience a squishing-squashing ceremony of the boob. I told her, “If I can’t laugh, I’ve got nothing to hold onto.” She agreed and we continued with our out of the ordinary sense of humor. 

For example, the door she wheeled me through had big taped up cracks and I told her, “You did that didn’t you? You just wheeled someone into the glass and cracked it!” She replied, “I’m a dangerous driver.” Chuckle. 

I was handed a smock? Dressing to cover ‘my girls’ but as she noted I would be needing to change again and again and that I should just leave it on. As we were wheeling to the next session of ‘boob academy’, she noted, “Are your girls in?” 
“Well no, I just wanna flash everyone I pass! After this experience, I think I’ve earned that right.” More giggles and laughter. My tears were drying, my nose tender from all the rubbing; my head was pounding from no food, no water and the whirling of the room and tests. She had to part but didn’t leave without the comforting words ‘stay strong’ tear-rimmed eyes, and a gentle touch of the hand, “I wish I could go with you.” Bonding words if I ever heard. 

Onto the c-t scan – The nurse who came to wheel me into the c-t room was another angelic beauty. With piercing blue eyes and wavy black hair, she introduced herself and handed me off to ‘the table’ where a Mr. Clean looking man stood awaiting me to get on the bed. Haha, not a funny thought there, is it?

The Zooey Deschanel look-alike saw that I was already dressed for the occasion (the left-over smock from the squishy room), and asked if my ‘girls’ were in and well… in Joni fashion, I said, “No, I’m in a flashing mood today.” Mr. Clean chuckled and said, “Well I need to take pictures.” He thought about what he said and said “No, not like that, hahaha” He went on to poke me with an IV which would be used for a fluid to run through my veins and, his words, ‘make me feel like I wet myself’. As if I didn’t feel that way already before we met. 

I was sent through a Stargate portal and as I looked at a blinking light, right beneath it said, ‘Do Not Stare at the blinking light.’ Too late, I’m in a fog, I’m flashing people and I don’t even care at this point. “Be strong,” Mr. Clean said as I finished up with the portal and I was slowly taken away and wheeled over to the next leg of the journey, the pre-op!

The doctor who would perform ‘the surgery’ they called it (it was really just a 16 gage needle being stuck into my ‘girl’), looked a little like Kevin James. He was a jovial dark-haired man with soft hands and very capable of the duty set before him. He comforted my husband and I and we were told how routine this procedure has become. 

I had never experienced such a wonderful group of teammates. Sure being in this profession you need a spot on personality and caring compassionate ways but they handled me as if I was the Queen of England and treated me with kid gloves in every aspect of this journey. My longest waiting time was in the pre-op stage because as you can imagine, this process is apparently routine and the doc was working on someone else as I waited. 

His soft voice talked me through every step and while I was laying in an uncomfortable position (due to my arthritic pain) I lay still as David Crowder music played in the background gently lulling me to a safe comfort zone as my breast was being poked. BillyBob (male anesthesiologist) had asked what kind of music I like and no hesitation went into proclaiming my Christianity. David Crowder and Kari Jobi I said, and the young lady at the sonogram machine smiled, BillyBob said it was a nice upbeat sound.

BillyBob had asked if a young lady could come in and observe the process since she is in training. I said, “Sure, the more the merrier!” My sense of humor was kicking into overdrive. This is when we waited for ‘the surgeon’.

As I lay a foot from the sonogram screen with my left arm over my head, I gazed at the huge lump with sadness. I just stared and then said something… “Is this like the sonogram they give to look at babies?” The doctor in all seriousness said, “Yes, that’s exactly it!” I said in a deadpan rye way, “Is that my baby?” I could see his face turn blistering red as to hold back an outburst of laughter. “Is it a boy or a girl?” I asked. He calmly offered, “We should know by Tuesday.”

He went on to clean me up, gave me the pat on the back and I finally hear, “Good job! You did great! I have some really good samples here and now onto the hardest part, the wait.” 

All of their faces screamed ‘poor girl’ but I wouldn’t allow the down faces to carry me or them through the rest of the day, I went on to say, “I’m hungry! I haven’t eaten all day, no water and I’ve been up since 3 a.m.”
The doctor said, “You deserve to go and eat something.”

I giggled, “Chili from Wendy’s?”

He offered, “You earned two!”

“Tell my husband?” a little chuckle came out and a tear passed my cheek.

The observing girl offered, “You should get a Frostee, too!” I laughed. “Yeah, you both need to tell my husband that!

They both wheeled me back to the pre-op station/cubby hole and announced that I did really well to my husband. “And?” I said. “And she earned two chili’s from Wendy’s.” And the observer piped in “And a Frostee.” Hubby laughed and shook his head. This has to be hard on him too, I thought.

Thirty minutes later after a jello, water, IV removal, and BP checked as well as my temperature, (and a long awaited pee!) Then we were sent on our way into the blustery cold and blowing snow filled day. Wendy’s (drive-thru), home, then reality to deal with all that happened on this much eventful, test and tear filled day. In that order. 

Cancer

Pss. 16:9 “Therefore my heart is glad, and my glory rejoiceth: my flesh also shall rest in hope.”

Cancer

I was going to sugarcoat the title, dress it up for you and try to make it mysterious, but no, I’m all about the blunt truth of the matter. By reading this you more than likely won’t learn anything that you haven’t had a suspicion of at the mere mention of ‘breasts’ and ‘lump’.

I woke yesterday morning at 3:30 am. and knew I wasn’t going back to sleep knowing I had to be at the Dr.’s office by 8:30. I quietly scooted out of bed, allowed my hubby to get a little more sleep because something inside was telling me that this was going to be one of the longest days of my life.

After praying, making coffee, and settling in front the computer, I reflected on what *I* thought today was going to be. Yeah, that was shattered as soon as the doctor examined me! First of all, let me say, I now know why the young mousy looking doctor the day before had the look of serious concern hung on her face and had called this doctor immediately after inspecting my ‘lump’ and set me up this wonderful tell all appointment.

I’m glad she did but I just wish I could wake up from this nightmare and go back to my boring ‘bring God to the people’ life! I guess God wants more, and I’m okay with that, alright?

I have to say, first of all, my little puppy (my left breast) has never received so much attention in my life! It was kneaded like dough the day before and this visit was no different, she wanted to see why a Hershey kiss was wandering around inside the soft dough instead of a little eensy-teensy chocolate chip, if you know what I mean. And worse off she brought an intern in to see what the real deal looked like before they popped it in the oven to be x-rayed under a microscopic crew of people!

This is where I heard the words. I was standing in a long tunnel and she seemed to be whispering, it didn’t help that she looked like the angelic Georgia Engel from the Mary Tyler Moore Show. Ironically on the day of MTM's death. 
The sweet voice, murmuring the words, “we’ll be here for you” she whispered, “we’ll get you through this.” My eyes just hazed over and I probably looked like I had just sucked a lemon because I was trying to make out the words as they were slowly coming into focus, the word, the sound -- c- an- cer.

I spat back, “What? How do you know without a mammogram, without tests?” Her eyes, fixated on mine, the tunnel coming back, “Many…women…come here, I know, I feel, I see.” I couldn’t make out one iota of what she was saying. A blur, a fog… I need my husband in here. 

The tears. This is going to be hard to read for the so many women who have been right here where I am; they know, they feel, they see, it hurts. I heard something about work and I proudly stated I was a writer. What kind of writing? Believe it or not, I’m writing, non-fiction, a memoir. Boy this more than likely will be the next chapter, I said via a little chuckle, through the dripping tears. 

My inability to walk, due to arthritis in my back was obvious so they offered me a wheelchair ride to the other side of the hospital for the mammogram, the c-t scan and then onto post op for the lovely ‘biopsy’. I could not have made that journey on my wobbly legs and my heavy sodden heart.

I think I’ll stop here because, this one day, the worst day of my life, warrants more than one post. As you can imagine so much filled that awful darkened day that I need to reflect on all of it before I forget. As if I could ever forget. 

As I wait for the official news, the one where it is verified that I am now on a journey of many women, I’m now one of you, I’m one who will be down the line cheering on other Breast Cancer Survivors. Because... don’t you cry for me, I AM A SURVIVOR! A FIGHTER! A DEFENDER OF GOD! 

All future posts you must read at your own risk, I will be blunt, I will smile, I will laugh and you will see for yourself a woman, who knows, who feels, who sees. 

Prayer, Light, and Love will carry me! God bless you all for journeying with me! 

Pss.20:5 “We will rejoice in thy salvation, and in the name of our God we will set up our banners: the LORD fulfill all thy petitions.”

Pss.21:1 “The king shall joy in thy strength, O LORD; and in thy salvation how greatly shall 

he rejoice."