And so, it begins.

“Take a shower, wash off the day. Drink a glass of water.

Make the room dark. Lie down and close your eyes.
Notice the silence. Notice your heart. Still beating. Still fighting.

You made it, after all. You made it, another day.

And you can make it one more. 
You’re doing just fine.” 
― Charlotte Eriksson

Healing choices are for each and every individual to decide on.

Before I begin recalling my alternative journey, I must stress I do not have a cure for cancer. What I do have is a determination, belief and will to find MY cure.

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Ironically after so much research, I came across a wonderful website last week, that basically has all the information that took me 30 months to find. It is a fantastic read. I am not encouraging any of you to take my chosen route but for those of you who are researching and contemplating it, this website is brilliant, thekeystocancer.com

If you are at the beginning of your journey ask someone you know who has an interest in your health and the time to help with your research, be it the conventional or alternative route, or both.

I know when I started my journey it was difficult to take it all in and still is to this day

It is important for me to tell you that never once and I mean never once did any of the alternative therapists or people I met ever say they had a cure for cancer. The truth is that some of them treated me for nothing, yes, I said, nothing, no money.

You will find no anger from me going forward, hopefully. Maybe the odd rant about the Bill planned to prosecute any alternative therapists who claim they have a cure for cancer. I don’t think I can put that Bill to the back of my mind just yet, so please sign and share and share again. (You will find a link at the bottom of each blog page.)

I have tried and will continue to experiment with many different protocols. They all offered me something, some more than others. I am very open to experimentation. especially if it makes me feel good.

Some of the treatments were/are pleasurable, some, were/are challenging but not many. Lots are time-consuming and very few, awful.

My cancer was diagnosed in August 2016 and my alternative journey started on 19th September of the same year.

It will continue until my tumor has left my body. Which reminds me of one of the first books I read.

Book Carni Hazen

From my initial research which is mostly from memory, I used Google, YouTube, and books. As previously covered one of the biggest things that hit me first was, cancer cannot live where there is oxygen.

So, to me it was obvious, get oxygen quick, whilst I did more research.

Hyperbaric Oxygen Therapy involves breathing oxygen in a pressurised chamber in which atmospheric pressure is raised up to three times higher than normal, so to me that means my lungs get 3 times more oxygen.

Do whatever you can to stop the cancer spreading, so on Monday 19th September 2016 I entered an oxygen chamber for the first time to attend  2 treatments a day for the next 5 days and then 1 treatment weekly.

I received oxygen for at least 18 months, maybe more.

I would recommend it highly and if you don’t trust me, trust the Doctors.

Cancer cannot thrive where there is oxygen,

Oxygen Deficiency and Disease
Dr. Otto Warburg Two-time Nobel Laureate
Winner of two Nobel Prizes for Cancer Research in the mid-1930’s.
“Cancer has only one prime cause. It is the replacement of normal oxygen respiration of the cells of the body by an anaerobic (i.e., oxygen-deficient) cell respiration”.

 Dr. F.M. Eugene Blasse Ph.D., author “Oxygen Therapy: It’s Foundation Aim  & Results”
“Oxidation Is the source of life. Its lack causes impaired health or disease, its cessation, death,”

Dr. Stephen Levin, Renowned Molecular Biologist, and Geneticist Author, Oxygen Deficiency: A Concomitant to All Degenerative Illness” “In all serious disease states we find a concomitant low oxygen state. Low oxygen in the body tissues is a sure indicator for disease… Hypoxia, or lack of oxygen in the tissues, is the fundamental cause for all degenerative disease.“Oxygen Is the source of life to all cells.”

Dr. John Muntz, Nutritional Scientist “Starved of oxygen the body will become ill, and if this persists, it will die. I doubt if there is an argument about that.

Dr. W. Spencer Way, from the Journal of the American Association of Physicians
“Insufficient oxygen means insufficient biological energy that can result in anything from mild fatigue to life-threatening disease. The link between insufficient oxygen and disease has now been firmly established”.

Dr. Harry Goldblatt, Journal of Experimental Medicine

“Lack of oxygen clearly plays a major role in causing cells to become cancerous.”

  Dr. Arthur C. Guyton, M.D., author “The Textbook on Medical Physiology”
“All chronic pain, suffering and diseases are caused by a lack of oxygen at the cell level.”

 Dr. Wendell Hendricks, Hendricks Research Foundation
“Cancer is a Condition within the body where the oxidation has become so depleted that the body cells have degenerated beyond physiological control. Similarly, the true cause of allergy is lowered oxidation process within the body, causing the affected individual to be sensitive to foreign substances entering the body. Only when the oxidation mechanism is restored to its original highest state of efficiency can the sensitivity be eliminated.”

Dr. Albert Wahl
“Simply put, disease Is due to a deficiency in the oxidation process of the body, leading to an accumulation of toxins. These toxins would ordinarily be burned in normal metabolic functioning.”

Dr. Parris M. Kidd, Ph.D. author, “Antioxidant Adaptation
“Oxygen plays a pivotal role in the proper functioning of the Immune system.”

 

My experience with oxygen was a success. How I came to that conclusion was simple. 3 months before I got my diagnosis, I was extremely breathless. Now I am back to doing whatever I please with breath to spare.

I met so many lovely people in the chamber with wonderful success stories.

I really enjoyed my time in the chamber, on with the headphones and zone out.The only downside I found with oxygen was I was tired for the first few months and very, very hungry. A small price to pay for great benefits.

Some weeks I actually miss it and I know if I had a chamber closer, spare time and extra cash, I would make it my weekly treat.

Now I rely on my very own Blood Oxygen Saturation & Heart Rate Monitor to check my oxygen levels, a beautiful gift from a wonderful person.

There are many articles written about HBOT, some glowing, some not so glowing.

I know it helped me greatly and I met a lot of people in the chamber who hold the same view as me.

It is also worth noting that HBOT can assist whilst undergoing chemotherapy and radiation. I believe this should be an add-on to conventional medicine to help with the healing process,  bloodjournal.org/content/126/23/1399

I am including a few interesting articles about Hyperbaric Oxygen as I am shocked that I never knew about this wonderful treatment up until September 2016.

irishtimes.com/…/breath-of-fresh-air-for-the-ill-1.1038572

irishtimes.com/…/hyperbaric-oxygen-therapy-what-is-it-1.1038575

mayoclinic.org/…herapy/about/pac-20394380

Below are links to the chambers I am aware of in Ireland and Northern Ireland. I believe but I am not 100% sure that in certain circumstances you can be referred by your Doctor/Specialist.

Sligo, mstherapycentre.ie/…/hyperbaric-oxygen-therapy

Cork, bhoc.ie

Galway, oxygeneration.com

Dublin, hyperbaricireland.com

Newry,  oxygentherapycentre.com

Larne,  oxygentherapycentre.co.uk

 

My lesson learnt is I am a very shallow breather and it took a diagnosis of cancer to instil in me the importance of breathing.

Learn how to breath deeply now.

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“and I wonder if Beethoven held his breath
the first time his fingers touched the keys
the same way a soldier holds his breath
the first time his finger clicks the trigger.
We all have different reasons for forgetting to breathe.” 
― Andrea Gibson

 

Now the all-important petition that as long as I can breathe, I will share.

  1. Will I live, or will I die.
  2. My conventional journey begins.
  3. My conventional journey continues.
  4. Sharing the news.
  5. Conventional gets the thumbs down

Disclaimer.

This blog contains my opinions, my journey and some of my research details. It is not in any way a substitute for the readers own medical advisor. I am not a medical Doctor.  I disclaim all responsibility for injury, damage or loss to anyone that reads this and follows any or similar protocols mentioned.

Conventional gets the thumbs down.

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The results are in or so I thought so on Monday 19th September I met with the oncologist, who went through my treatment protocol.

When I asked about the results of my MRI and CT scan, she discovered they were not available to her yet. I questioned how my treatment was decided before all results were in and I was told it was irrelevant.

Irrelevant to whom, wow…alarm bells.

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A team of individuals had decided a treatment plan without even knowing the full extent of my disease. I may be irrelevant to them but I am not irrelevant to me.

Even knowing this I decided I would still be open-minded and agreed to attend an appointment with a chemotherapy nurse who would explain procedures

My chemotherapy lesson consisted of a one hour talk with a nurse telling me I would receive the drugs Adriamycin and Cyclophosphamide every 2 weeks for 4 treatments. Seemingly the nausea is so bad I would have to inject another drug the following day to alleviate the sickness.

I would also have to have a heart echo to ensure my heart was healthy enough for the drugs. After researching the side effects of these drugs, I understood better.

Some side effects of Adriamycin and cardiac problems.

Some side effects of Cyclophosphamide.

Then for the next 8 weeks I would receive Taxol again with horrific side effects.

Here also is list of late and long-term effects of treatment.

Possible long-term side effects of chemotherapy.

I was concerned with the amount of toxicity planned for my body so I asked what I thought was a reasonable question “what are you planning on giving me to build up my immune system” the answer “nothing”

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I tried to discuss diet but got little response.

You are what you eat

I left knowing 100% sure that all of the above drugs where never going to see the inside of my body.

I decided my body was a temple with a slight problem, not to be messed with.

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I received an appointment for October 5th for an Echocardiogram which I kindly cancelled. It was my birthday.

I then received another appointment for October 21st again for an Echocardiogram which I again cancelled. My intuition was telling me to keep searching for as much information as I could.

I was sent an appointment for 27th October with Oncology, which I asked to defer, I was given an appointment for November 10th.

I attended this appointment with my daughter, who was definitely subjected to emotional blackmail, which I really didn’t appreciate. The only example I can think of now is “if it was my mother, I know what I would be telling her to do”. Who wants to hear that at such a difficult time? My poor daughter.

I made it very clear at this appointment that I would not be rushed into chemotherapy. I requested another Ultrasound as I had changed my diet, started oxygen therapy and rifing (more on that later).

I specifically told the oncologist that I would be having no more mammograms, so I was shocked that when I went to the hospital on Monday 28th November 2016 I was booked in for a mammogram and ultrasound.

I refused the mammogram and because of that my ultrasound was done with a lot less love. As I was having the ultrasound, I got a scolding for refusing the mammogram. I was actually told “your tumor is too big to fit on the scan”, in such a way as if now there you go, you refused a mammogram so I am going to scare you. I actually understood why I was treated like that but don’t have to appreciate it.

The staff at the hospital were really lovely until you disagreed with them and I really can’t paint that statement any other way. That was my experience.

On the 6th January 2017 I was called to the breast clinic and my sister Marian insisted on coming with me. I was met by a group of people the surgeon, a nurse and one other.

I was told I could have my mastectomy. I declined, although my tumor was not shrinking, I felt great. I wanted time to continue on my journey with the thousands of others who have done so before me.

I asked for a 6 monthly ultrasound to monitor my progress. I was offered one last ultrasound but then the hospital would need an outcome. I asked what that meant.

I was told I would then have to start chemotherapy or have surgery.

Wow.  I do not call that caring. So, there I had it, a last ultrasound was offered. After that any future requests for an ultrasound would be refused if I didn’t do as I was told.

On Monday 20th February 2017 at 10.15 am I had that last ultrasound and my final visit to the hospital.  With the exception of receiving my results I have had no communication from the hospital since.

My greatest memory from my hospital visits was not the kindness the majority of the staff showed me but unfortunately the 3 or 4 times I was told I would die if I did not  follow the conventional route.

When I requested all reports, my final ultrasound stated signed off.

Canva - Sand, Text, Beach, Holiday, End to so many hospital visits.

OH, My final results were Invasive Ductal Carcinoma with features suggestive of grade 2 HER + ER- Node Positive.

Cancer Diagnosis Results

Fish Results Cancer Diagnosis

I would like to add the following, I am hoping it will  help you to understand me better and continue to read my blog and sign my petition.

The only person I allow to critique this blog is my daughter and on first draft her comments were as follows.

You come across a bit angry and I think you can expand more on your points. –Remember your audience may or may not know anything or everything about this subject

 Be informative and a bit gentler.

 Also, you refer to death a lot and dying. Remember some people coming to this page may have just had their diagnosis and I think you can refer to it more gently. (of course, if you think I am wrong on this point ignore it. It is probably a bit hard for me too)

Dying is a fact of course, but don’t hammer it home, not sure everyone is completely comfortable with it and the aim of your blog is to get as many people interested in your alternative thoughts. You need to be enticing not frightening.

 Respect the readers. They are the reason you are writing this so write as if you are their friend. 

(Sorry for sharing Pippa, your comments are so helpful and correct and just what I would expect from the sweet, thoughtful young lady you are. I need to share them and explain myself)

You come across a bit angry and I think you can expand more on your points. –Remember your audience may or may not know anything or everything about this subject

I am angry. I am angry for the little things like my treatment was decided prior to all my results being available. I am angry that I was almost bullied into conventional treatment and threatened with death if I didn’t follow procedures. But most of all I am angry with a TD who is trying to take away my support, my life line, a TD with power to do so. So, I apologise to you, my readers and friends for coming across angry.

As for me knowing about this subject, let’s just say I am continuously learning.

Be informative and a bit gentler.

Going forward I will try to be a bit gentler. A blogger and writer I am not and the impetus I have for doing this is to share what I have learnt and to ensure a Bill I disagree with never gets passed.

Also, you refer to death a lot and dying. Remember some people coming to this page may have just had their diagnosis and I think you can refer to it more gently. (of course, if you think I am wrong on this point ignore it. It is probably a bit hard for me too)

Dying is a fact of course, but don’t hammer it home, not sure everyone is completely comfortable with it and the aim of your blog is to get as many people interested in your alternative thoughts. You need to be enticing not frightening.

I have thought about the above a lot and even the title I choose for this blog was “Will I live or will I die”.

I apologise to anyone it offends but trust me it needs to stay as is because death is inevitable.

The question you need to ask yourself here is, does cancer have to mean death?

Look at all the advertising around death and cancer and then visit the alternative sites. Whatever route you decide forget about dying, learn about detoxing, building up your immune system and healing your sick body.

Stay positive, be happy, do not be afraid. Fear and stress are killers.

I must also correct something very important here, the aim of this blog is not to get you interested in my alternative thoughts. The aim of this blog is to ensure the bill previously mentioned never gets passed so you always have the choice to have your own alternative thoughts.

Self-healing cannot be regulated and what cures one does not cure another.

Always ask for a second opinion and give yourself time to decide your path.

Find the cure that suits you, stay positive and enjoy life, it is a journey.

So, on a positive and less angry note I have a very caring young medical doctor I go to for blood tests. He will do all tests available to him and talks to me with such joy and compassion and long may he stay that way. Thank you.

Oh, forgot to answer the last comment.

Respect the readers. They are the reason you are writing this so write as if you are their friend. 

Now you are all my friends I want to ensure you that I respect each and every one of you, even those of you who disagree with me and I promise I will never prosecute you for your choices.

So as my friends I ask you to please sign and share the petition, only if you agree. We all need to choose what is right for us.

Please sign and share, share, share.

  1. Will I live, or will I die.
  2. My conventional journey begins.
  3. My conventional journey continues.
  4. Sharing the news.

Disclaimer.

This blog contains my opinions, my journey and some of my research details. It is not in any way a substitute for the readers own medical advisor. I am not a medical Doctor.  I disclaim all responsibility for injury, damage or loss to anyone that reads this and follows any or similar protocols mentioned.

 

Sharing the News

Thank you

I decided to include this section to give you an idea of how hard it is to share a diagnosis with family.  It is so painful to watch your loved ones receive your bad news. Please, if you ever find yourself in this situation ask for support.

It was without a shadow of a doubt the hardest part of my journey to date.

From the start I had no intention of telling anyone about my diagnosis until I had the full results, completed my research and decided on the road I would take.

I was persuaded rightly or wrongly by the staff at the hospital that my children must be told.

On reflection, I may have waited. Looking back, I caused a lot of unnecessary pain.

I returned to London on Saturday the 3rd of September 2016 with my sister Barbara to tell my children and son-in-law my news. It was emotional, very emotional.

It almost felt as if I was telling them I was dying and had come to say goodbye.

We were all devastated.

Recalling the memory over 30 months on still makes me emotional, I was riddled with guilt. Just to look at my children and grandchild that weekend made me feel sad, guilty and for the first time in my life out of control of my situation.

The reason I want to mention this part of my journey is to acknowledge my sister, Barbara. I have a great need to say a huge thank you to her publicly. She was and always has been there for me when I need her.

She made an awful journey bearable and if I ever needed support, this was the time. She was there for me 100%. Thank you from the bottom of my heart Barbara. I will never, ever forget what you did that weekend. You may never know how truly grateful I was and will always be.

I also have to thank my children and son-in-law for that weekend, you made a very difficult time easier. Limoz, my favorite son-in-law even gave me a trendy short hair cut in preparation for my treatment.

I think it is fair to say this demonstrates that I was still open to conventional treatment at that time.

On a much lighter note if only everyone reacted like my sister Marian when I gave her the news. Her reaction still makes me laugh out loud. There she was in her utility room, muddling through dirty washing when I arrived and said: “sit down Marian I have something to tell you”. “No”, she said, “just tell me”.

“Okay,” I said, “I have been diagnosed with cancer”. There I was waiting for the tears and she says” oh thank God it was you. Someone had to get it and out of all of us, you will be grand. I would fall to pieces”.

For her faith in me, I will always be grateful. Everyone needs a Marian to keep it real.

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So, Marian and Barbara were commissioned to tell my siblings only. They were under strict instructions to tell no one else. I personally didn’t care who knew but it was important to me to keep this news away from my elderly parents. They really did not need to know, until I knew what could happen.

No news is good news.

Over 2 years on and my parents now know. It became apparent that if I didn’t tell them, someone else would. I told them the diagnosis, my decision and what I had been doing and as far as they are concerned, I have cured myself and that is the way we leave it. To be honest after the first initial shock and a month of watching me like a hawk we never talk about it.

As a person who has a cancer diagnosis, I can say my experience of telling people my diagnosis has made me realise how fearful everyone is around the word cancer.

Fear does not help, what helps is to remain positive, do some research and make your own decisions with medical advice and a lot of research. If the news of a diagnosis of cancer is too much to bear get yourself a cancer buddy and ask them to research for you.

I would also like to thank all those great people out there who do not make me feel diseased when they hear my news. Thank you, especially all of you who joke with me. Laughter is medicine at its best. This journey is not easy and for anyone contemplating it, believe me it is lonely.

A special thanks must go to my children, my partner and my son-in -law. My children for being the best and my partner for putting up with me.

To Pippa, who is a pure lady, my greatest critique and advisor, who conceals her emotions and fears like a professional.

To Finnbar, who jokes with me totally inappropriately but is secretly concerned.

To Limoz, who is terrified of death and cannot speak about it. Your practical offers of help and support do not go unnoticed.

To John, who shows no emotion but supports me with all my decisions and who never gives up believing in me. Your support has been amazing and although I am not the most sentimental person in the world, I know, you know you are always appreciated.

I love you all.

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Now since I have given you all an insight into a piece of my heart can you please sign and share, share and share again. My posts on FB only get a 3-hour window of opportunity every time I post them. Trust me this petition is not for me it is for the children and grandchildren of the world.

  1. Will I live, or will I die.
  2. My conventional journey begins.
  3. My conventional journey continues.

 

Disclaimer.

This blog contains my opinions, my journey and some of my research details. It is not in any way a substitute for the readers own medical advisor. I am not a medical Doctor.  I disclaim all responsibility for injury, damage or loss to anyone that reads this and follows any or similar protocols mentioned.

My Conventional Journey continues.

MRI

On Thursday 15th September 2016 I attended the hospital for an MRI and CT Scan. I think this was the day I subconsciously knew the conventional route of treating Breast Cancer was not for me. I had time to think about my experience so far and the options open to me and not one of them appealed to me.

I remember that day so well. I sat in a full waiting room watching very fearful faces and thought what on earth am I doing. Why am I buying into this?

I sat thinking about my life, which anyone who has had a cancer diagnosis would know exactly what I mean.

I sat reflecting and realised that for the past 30 years plus I have studied and had a great interest in alternative medicine.

I am a fully qualified Shiatsu practitioner with certificates in Reiki and Reflexology. I have attended homeopathy, kinesiology, counseling and co-counseling courses, too many to recall and there I was sitting contemplating a conventional route that I found barbaric.

That day I drank a ridiculous amount of Gadolinium, which at the time I didn’t even know what it was.

My body was aching to leave, stop this protocol and get out of there to research alternatives. Nothing in my life had prepared me for what conventional treatment entailed and without time to register what was truly happening to me I was fixated on doing what I was told, which was poisoning my already sick body.

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I felt like a train running out of track.

As my blog progresses and I become a better writer I will share with you a lot of my research in more detail, for now, I want to share my journey and hope that it can offer help and encouragement to those undertaking similar journeys.

There is also ulterior motive to my blogging as I explained in a previous post. I want to give an insight into my personal journey and a better understanding on how prosecuting alternative therapists who claim their therapies can help cancer, will hurt so many individuals that chose to follow their own path of healing.

How can you regulate Self-Healing? or how does our Government plan to regulate Self-Healing?

Ok, back to my first real night of research.

Gadolinium was the first thing on my mind, perhaps because I had so much flowing around inside of me.

Gadolinium is an MRI contrast agent used to improve the visibility of the internal body and that night I read some horrific articles about the use of Gadolinium

Below please find a couple of links about Gadolinium.

https://www.facebook.com/438942453126630/videos/442812426072966/

https://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/30204075

My next point of research. Biopsy. My tumor had doubled in size within 2 days of having the biopsy and I knew this couldn’t just be a coincidence

Before the night was out my fears were confirmed. Research and countless other individuals’ stories concreted my regret. I, 100% wholeheartedly regret my biopsy. If there is anything, I want to pass onto others starting their research and journey. Please, please research the effects of biopsy before you are in the hospital and not given one second of time to think.

https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/breast-lumpectomy-biopsy/

Also, for anyone interested in my brief discussions on Mammograms, I include some links that are useful. It is a long video but there are definitely some interesting facts in there. Stick with it.

https://thetruthaboutcancer.com/video-mammograms-cause-breast-cancer/

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jcnd3usdNxo&feature=share

My mind was full and I was overloaded with information, mostly conflicting, but two subjects came up again and again. Cancer cannot grow where there is oxygen and where there is cancer there is a highly acidic body.

Oxygen and Acid.

So, after my nights research and very little sleep, I had a plan, get oxygen and check my Ph levels.

On Monday 19th September I started oxygen treatment. I was finally onto something and it felt right. (If you are interested in more information google Hyperbaric Oxygen and find your closest chamber).

I located PH stripes on Amazon and as the delivery time was going to be over a week, I phoned my Doctor’s to ask for a couple of stripes. I was told no, seemingly I would need to attend the Doctors so she could do the test. Although it wasn’t said I was  made to feel that I wasn’t intelligent enough to wee and spit on a strip on my own.

A week later the strips arrived and sure enough, my urine and saliva were below normal levels so a radical change in diet was necessary to change the terrain of my body back to what it should be. My aim; to be healthy and kill off those annoying cancer cells. So unknown to me at the time my alternative journey began and within a couple of weeks of my new radical diet and receiving oxygen daily I already felt so much better.

Now I am going to leave you with my thoughts on what I would do now if I could go back in time.

When I got my first bout of mastitis, I would have used a poultice, cabbage leave, castor oil or baking soda, not antibiotics.

https://wellnessmama.com/2964/mastitis-remedies/

I would have used Thermography over Mammogram.

I would have eaten less red meat, sugary foods and drank less alcohol.

I would have eaten my greens with gusto.

I would have exercised more but mostly I would have taken up yoga, especially Kundalini Yoga or one of the modalities that focus on breath. It has taken me years to realise I don’t breathe correctly or deeply.

Lastly, I would not stress over things I have no control over.

Oh, and most important I would have received a monthly treatment like Shiatsu, Acupuncture, Reflexology, mix it up.

In short, I would have remembered how important I am.

Everyone needs refuelling.

Tibetan proverb

 

You know what is coming next? If you have any interest in alternative health for cancer, please, please sign and share my petition. Please don’t stop sharing. I need those signatures.

2. My conventional journey begins.

Disclaimer.

This blog contains my opinions, my journey and some of my research details. It is not in any way a substitute for the readers own medical advisor. I am not a medical Doctor.  I disclaim all responsibility for injury, damage or loss to anyone that reads this and follows any or similar protocols mentioned.

 

My Conventional Journey begins.

Breast Biopsy

My journey started in the summer of 2016, I was tired, so tired and I knew something was not right.

I had mastitis in my left breast 30 plus years ago and from that point my left breast always felt different to my right breast, it felt blocked and heavy.

I wonder how many breasts jokes I will have to listen to when my friends read this.

At my annual check-up, if and when I remembered, I would mention how my breast felt to my Doctor. This would inevitably lead to a breast check and an appointment for a mammogram.  At a guess I had a mammogram every 3 to 4 years.

My diagnosis ranged from an ingrown hair to the onset of MS, thankfully I totally ignored the MS diagnosis.

I also had and still have a lymph node under my left arm that would inflate and deflate like a cheap rubber ring. If only I had known what I know now I would never have had one mammogram, let alone all the mammograms I agreed to.

I would have paid for Thermography

Visit Thermograpy Ireland for more details.

July 2016 brought pain and discomfort to my left breast that woke me during the night. I knew I needed to investigate further so on Wednesday 20th July at 9 am I visited my Doctor. I requested full blood tests and voiced my concerns. At 4 pm the same day I was asked to come back for an ECG. From here on in I was very impressed at the speed of events.

On Tuesday 2nd August I was sent to the HSE, Arklow for an ultrasound of my lower region and an X-ray of my lungs.

Then on Friday 19th August I had my first visit to SVH (St. Vincent’s Hospital) for a mammogram and ultrasound, as soon as they told me I needed a biopsy I knew my diagnosis. I have lost count of the number of mammograms and ultrasounds my left breast had but never a biopsy.

Up until that time my only 2 regrets in life were (1) I can’t sing and (2) I didn’t have more children, now I have 3. I agreed to a biopsy.

c Continue reading “My Conventional Journey begins.”

Why I decided to blog instead of dancing.

Will I live or will I die?

Well I am definitely living and one day I will die. Never, ever in my 60 years did I see myself blogging.

I have been asked several times to put in writing some details about my cancer diagnosis journey and I would reply I must, one day. Well the push came on the 17th December 2018 listening to The Pat Kenny Show, boy did I get angry. A pharmacist TD talking about her Bill, currently at stage 2, going through the process in The Dáil. A bill that would have the power to prosecute any alternative therapist who claimed to have a cure for cancer.

So why do we not have a bill to prosecute any medical therapist who treats a cancer patient and fails? Presently conventional medicine has a 2 to 3%  success rate, if anyone has any information to convince me otherwise please share.

A friend of mine sent me this link that disagrees with the above https://anaximperator.wordpress.com/?s=2+or+3%25

I mean a life is a life and whatever it takes to get that person well is the key, not a war of conventional against alternative medicine and by the way why is it called alternative?

It is the original medicine used before big Pharma came on the scene.

My worry now is not a cancer diagnosis but how exactly will Big Pharma regulate self-healing, can one regulate self healing?

Anyway, let me get on with trying to abbreviate my journey so I can get up to the present day and get back to dancing and enjoying life.

My name is Tricia, a 60-year-old mother to two of the best, the wonderful Philippa and Finnbar and a grandmother to the beautiful and awesome Aurelia and Oren. A mother in law to Limoz (my favorite son-in-law) and presently a partner to a great, kind and patient man John. They have all supported me throughout my journey with grace and ease and I adore, love and respect them.

I am the daughter of Christina and Pat a sister to Marian, Pat, Barbara, Finnbar and Nicola and an aunt to many. A good family who eventually got their heads around supporting my choices. I know it was hard for them but for trying I thank them from the bottom of my heart.

My obituary, you are thinking, far from it, I assure you.

I am currently a Shiatsu Practitioner www.shiatsuwithtricia.com,

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I run my practice in the Wicklow region and will be opening a practice soon in Wexford. Working with energy and very much alive.

I have had an interest in alternative health for almost 40 years, perhaps because of that interest I believe healing choices are for each and every individual to decide on.

I resisted until now sharing my journey with the public out of fear. I do not have one intention in my body of hurting anyone who has been touched by cancer. I apologise in advance to anyone this blog may offend. I have been asked by many to put something in writing and this is my attempt to do so.

I was diagnosed with breast cancer back in August 2016 and have not shared my journey for fear, fear of offending anyone. Then I listened to a pharmacist TD on News Talk, The Pat Kenny show on 17th December about a bill that would potentially take away my chosen path and I realised sharing my journey was much more important than fear.

I am writing this blog, not as an act of defiance against the medical profession nor a stab at anyone who does not have my belief system. I am writing it in the hope that people will become more aware of alternative treatments to this deadly disease that for years has instilled fear in so many people and taken so many lives. My love goes out to all the families who have lost loved ones to cancer and in some cases have lost them to the treatment.

During my journey, the staff at Saint Vincent Hospital, Dublin (SVH) did the best they could for me with the knowledge they have.

I believe that chemotherapy, radiation and even in some cases surgery are totally unnecessary, I believe, does not mean I am right.

My belief is your body allowed cancer to invade so, therefore, your body has the power to heal cancer. I also believe what works for one does not necessarily work for others. We need to find our own cure with the help and support of whoever we choose be it conventional or alternative.

My wish is that more diagnosed cancer patients take their time to choose the treatment that suits their body and mind and that more Doctors accept there are proven treatments out there that work without or mixed with conventional treatments.

I also wish that when a person decides to go down the non-conventional route as I did that their loved ones support their decision even if it ends in death.

I can honestly say it was the biggest wake up call in my life and no matter how and when I die I will never, ever regret making the decisions I have.

I have so many people to thank, who helped me on my journey but I am guessing they would prefer not to be mentioned. You all know who you are, so thank you, thank you. I owe my life to each and every one of you.

By now you may have guessed I am not a blogger and have no idea how it works so going forward I will summarise my journey until I get to the present day.

I hope reading this helps each and every one of you.

Now this is the point I ask you for something.

If you have any interest in alternative health for cancer, please, please sign and share my petition.

Disclaimer.

This blog contains my opinions, my journey and some of my research details. It is not in any way a substitute for the readers own medical advisor. I am not a medical Doctor.  I disclaim all responsibility for injury, damage or loss to anyone that reads this and follows any or similar protocols mentioned.