This tab will be dedicated to my personal journey while navigating the fear induced waters of cancer. I have decided to treat cancer naturally and follow yet another unbeaten path once more. I’ve always been someone that lacks conformity. I am not defiant for defiance’s purpose but I tend to question everything and look at all possibilities, weigh a situation and let it simmer before taking a stand on a subject. Doubled with a very high intuition I don’t blindly follow just because that’s what we are told to do. In Canada like the United States there is only one way to treat cancer and that is the slash, burn, poison method in other words surgery, radiation and chemotherapy. Initially, I strongly felt that cancer was a death sentence, that once diagnosed you are as a person, metaphorically black listed and that your days are numbered. My assumptions came from my naivety and my personal experience with this horrific disease.
Everyone I knew around me who ever was diagnosed with cancer never lived past 10 years. I have been diagnosed with breast cancer in September 2017 at the age of 41. This completely knocked me off my feet, I could not comprehend why this was happening to me since I was very well informed about the dangers that caused cancer such as GMO’s, MSG’s, artificial flavours and colours, pesticides and chemical additives like aspartame, trans fats like palm oil, that lurked in our foods and the environment. I also was very well rehearsed on the methods to reduce my risk of contracting the disease in the first place. Don’t take birth control, have your children before 30, prolonged breastfeeding reduces the risk of developing breast cancer and so on. My education on the subject came when my mother was diagnosed in 1992 at the age of 49. That news came crushing down on my mom and me during the years of my sweet 16.
My mother was my whole world, particularly since my father left Canada when I was 3 years old and never participated in raising me. Although, I did see him on a few occasions maybe around 10 times during my childhood as he went on to marry another woman and build a new family in the United States. As a result, I had a very close relationship to my mother, like two sisters or two best friends would. We talked in depth about anything and everything, so when death took her away from me 10 years later I lost my whole foundation. Everything that gave me security and comfort, and it was several years before I could stand on my own two feet and be whole again.
My mother could not be described as healthy to today’s terms. She smoked a pack of cigarettes per day, she would drink quite a lot of alcohol; beer, wine, hard liquor like brandy. Don’t get me wrong, she never was a drunk but consequently enjoyed a drink after a hard day’s work. Eventhough she ate mostly well-balanced meals, she did enjoy her rotisserie chicken with gravy and french fries on numerous occasions. The fact that she did not exercise did not help her either. So the diagnosis did not come as a surprise, her lifestyle and diet were to blame. We did not have a history of cancer until my mom and her siblings, all part of the baby boomers, developped it. My maternal grandparents lived, long healthy lives in retrospect.
In brief, I will be looking at the various aspects that i’ve been faced with, the journey that I am walking, the research that I am conducting, the articles, books, documentaries, alternative treatments and numerous people who have enlighten me and I am going to share this all with you. I hope that while we enter this third milennial we can bring light, love, choice and respect onto such a topic as cancer, in which my opinion, is still sitting in a dark age mentality. We have reached the second enlightment also known as the 2nd renaissance, we are in the age of abundant information, however there is a lot of contradicting information that just seem to make us spin in circles. I think this is the right time to trust your instincts and look within you for answers. Truth has always resided there.
(I carry it in my heart)
i am never without it
(anywhere I go you go, my dear;
and whatever is done
by only me is your doing, my darling)
e e cummings