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Seeking a Path That Works for Me

As a woman whose heart is passionate about alternative medicine I am keenly in tune with my body.  I know when I have a germ, and I take the appropriate measures like getting more sleep, going to the chiropractor, drinking extra water, laying off sugar, using essential oils or an oral remedy; 99% of the time I stay healthy.  The majority of society is different, they wait until something knocks them out, causing them to stop, before they address the needs of their bodies and then end up doing what they know best, going to the doctor’s office and getting drugs.  My family has been free of antibiotics for years, that’s amazing since we have four kids; our pediatrician barely knows us. We show up for sport physicals and the nurses see we haven’t been in a year and wonder if we are really patients; no one ever stops to ask what we do differently. So few people take the time, energy and effort to care for the needs of their bodies that serve them so well.

I love to call myself a Born-Again-Christian-Witch-Doctor.  Anyone who walks in my door with an ailment leaves having been treated with love and a remedy.  I have added emotional pain to my repertoire with the aid of Essential Oils.  People who don’t agree with what I do look at it as flip flopping from one crazy fad to another, but those who respect the choices I make, reap the benefits from the healing that takes place under this roof.

I realize it’s hard for me to say what I do works when I am the one with the cancer but I still stand firm in what I believe. As far as not knowing about my cancer, I have to say it presented itself in a very private undignified manner, and that alone was a hard thing for a pretty girl to admit, even to her healthcare providers.

I opened my heart up to the world from the very beginning of this journey and along with love, prayers and support many have presented their theories for my cancer treatment and it was, “Go to Johns Hopkins!”  I did, I went to Johns Hopkins, even though it was so foreign and unnatural to me. I did what I was told when I lay still as they stuck a probe up my rectum and fried my cancer (and reproductive system) in an isolated room that was equip with cameras, so they could stand on the other side of a metal door and wall, and watch as they filled my lower body with radiation.   I did what they said when my body was sliced open from two inches above my navel to my pubic bone and my rectum (and who knows what) was removed, while a piece of my intestine was popped out through my midriff as a temporary anus.  I did what they said when they sliced a hole in my chest and inserted a plastic port, where they would subsequently hook up needles and tubes so poison could flow through into by body, killing good cells and bad, every two weeks for six months.

I have had five very powerful doses of chemotherapy (5FU and Oxaliplatin). I have endured many things that are against my will and are not being true to myself, but are being true to those who love me.  If it was not for those who love me, I would have gone to a place where my cancer would have been treated through methods of healing rather than burning, slicing and poisoning, but I listened to others and went to Hopkins.  I do not regret what I have done so far; but I am not up for it anymore right now.  My body cannot take that intense chemotherapy at this time and I don’t believe I need it. I believe what’s best for me at this point is to nourish my body, Hopkins does not do research in nutritional healing, as far as I can tell.

I will go to an oncologist in as environment that is truer to me, a small operation where the doctor who provides her opinion is aware of all the healthy changes I am making in my lifestyle, she will look at my pathology report before making a decision for treatment. At Hopkins, my path report was not going to make a difference; if I had one lymph node involved or thirty the treatment would be the same.  If I smoke and eat KFC, drink soda and watch soap operas all-day or live a lifestyle opposite of that, Hopkins takes the route that statistics show “The cancer won’t come back if …”

One thing cancer has blessed me with is a new outlook on life, I no longer desire quantity, I desire quality.  I will not make a decision that I know will lead to death, but I will also not make a decision that everyone will support. I will seek God’s plan as I find peace on the path. I have no peace whatsoever about continuing the treatment I have been having.

A look at different approaches towards one’s illness: one might analyze it, one might get hung up on the rules of healing, One might see the need of the individual and do something totally bizarre, but loving, just to show His glory. 

John 9

1 As he went along, he saw a man blind from birth. 2 His disciples asked him, “Rabbi, who sinned, this man or his parents, that he was born blind?”

3 “Neither this man nor his parents sinned,” said Jesus, “but this happened so that the works of God might be displayed in him. 4 As long as it is day, we must do the works of him who sent me. Night is coming, when no one can work. 5 While I am in the world, I am the light of the world.”

6 After saying this, he spit on the ground, made some mud with the saliva, and put it on the man’s eyes. 7 “Go,” he told him, “wash in the Pool of Siloam” (this word means “Sent”). So the man went and washed, and came home seeing.

8 His neighbors and those who had formerly seen him begging asked, “Isn’t this the same man who used to sit and beg?” 9 Some claimed that he was.

Others said, “No, he only looks like him.”

But he himself insisted, “I am the man.”

10 “How then were your eyes opened?” they asked.

11 He replied, “The man they call Jesus made some mud and put it on my eyes. He told me to go to Siloam and wash. So I went and washed, and then I could see.”

12 “Where is this man?” they asked him.

“I don’t know,” he said.

The Pharisees Investigate the Healing

13 They brought to the Pharisees the man who had been blind. 14 Now the day on which Jesus had made the mud and opened the man’s eyes was a Sabbath. 15 Therefore the Pharisees also asked him how he had received his sight. “He put mud on my eyes,” the man replied, “and I washed, and now I see.”

16 Some of the Pharisees said, “This man is not from God, for he does not keep the Sabbath.”

But others asked, “How can a sinner perform such signs?” So they were divided.

17 Then they turned again to the blind man, “What have you to say about him? It was your eyes he opened.”

The man replied, “He is a prophet.”

18 They still did not believe that he had been blind and had received his sight until they sent for the man’s parents. 19 “Is this your son?” they asked. “Is this the one you say was born blind? How is it that now he can see?”

20 “We know he is our son,” the parents answered, “and we know he was born blind. 21 But how he can see now, or who opened his eyes, we don’t know. Ask him. He is of age; he will speak for himself.” 22 His parents said this because they were afraid of the Jewish leaders, who already had decided that anyone who acknowledged that Jesus was the Messiah would be put out of the synagogue. 23 That was why his parents said, “He is of age; ask him.”

24 A second time they summoned the man who had been blind. “Give glory to God by telling the truth,” they said. “We know this man is a sinner.”

25 He replied, “Whether he is a sinner or not, I don’t know. One thing I do know. I was blind but now I see!”

26 Then they asked him, “What did he do to you? How did he open your eyes?”

27 He answered, “I have told you already and you did not listen. Why do you want to hear it again? Do you want to become his disciples too?”

28 Then they hurled insults at him and said, “You are this fellow’s disciple! We are disciples of Moses! 29 We know that God spoke to Moses, but as for this fellow, we don’t even know where he comes from.”

30 The man answered, “Now that is remarkable! You don’t know where he comes from, yet he opened my eyes. 31 We know that God does not listen to sinners. He listens to the godly person who does his will. 32 Nobody has ever heard of opening the eyes of a man born blind. 33 If this man were not from God, he could do nothing.”

34 To this they replied, “You were steeped in sin at birth; how dare you lecture us!” And they threw him out.

Spiritual Blindness

35 Jesus heard that they had thrown him out, and when he found him, he said, “Do you believe in the Son of Man?”

36 “Who is he, sir?” the man asked. “Tell me so that I may believe in him.”

37 Jesus said, “You have now seen him; in fact, he is the one speaking with you.”

38 Then the man said, “Lord, I believe,” and he worshiped him.

39 Jesus said,[a] “For judgment I have come into this world, so that the blind will see and those who see will become blind.”

40 Some Pharisees who were with him heard him say this and asked, “What? Are we blind too?”

41 Jesus said, “If you were blind, you would not be guilty of sin; but now that you claim you can see, your guilt remains.

 

For a better understanding about my passion for alternative medicine see

A Conventional Look at Alternative Medicine

To see a life saved by my intuitive listening to the Lord see

The Blessing of a Lifetime

 

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