October 2013: I hadn’t had a mammogram for 5 years. I was 52 and decided it was about time to do my preventative obligatory duty. I checked in and was given a boxed gift since it was October, Breast Cancer Awareness month (who knew?). I got in quickly to do the scans but then I waited for 20 minutes while the radiologist reviewed them. They wanted to do more scans… magnified on both breasts. Afterwards, I was asked to speak with the radiologist. I viewed the scans with him. He pointed out these little dots he believed to be calcifications in the milk ducts and recommended a biopsy.
The biopsy was a horrible experience. They cattle prodded me over and over, struggling to get me in the correct position since it was so near to my sternum (left side, 9:00 position). I was already in pain and in tears and the needle hadn’t even been inserted! Finally, they did the procedure and wanted to do the other side as well. I refused to biopsy the right side. I had no more emotional strength to give.
Two days later, I got THE call. You have cancer. I took a month to evaluate the situation. I found out that what I had was called DCIS (ductal carcinoma in situ). During this month, I called Donna Pinto (found her website online) and an integrative medicine doctor. I then scheduled a visit in December with an oncologist surgeon. I had concluded to get a lumpectomy and then go natural from there. My appointment was in the morning. We met with the surgeon, determined to get a lumpectomy (although I was less willing after finding out that this procedure was a guessing game since it was microscopic and all they had was a guide wire, which meant ANOTHER procedure, to point them in the general direction). Before we concluded the appointment, the doctor requested that I take MORE mammograms so we could be sure of our decision.
I now was put through more cattle prodding, more magnified scans, MORE—– RADIATION!!! It’s now 5:15 pm. I’m exhausted. I headed back to the surgeon’s office. She takes a look at the new scans. She says, “I see calcifications everywhere on your left side. I’m sorry, but I’m not offering you a lumpectomy any more. You’ll need to get a mastectomy.” A what? I didn’t even know for sure what that meant. The nurse hands me brochures for reconstructive surgery and asks me when I wanted to schedule the surgeries. I had no idea what just took place. After going through a whole box of tissues, I said, “I need to go home and think about this.” There was such a sense of fear and urgency. I continued to think and pray.
In January, a friend gave me a short book, called “Cancer Killers” (Ji, Lerner and Majors). The truths within this little book were revolutionary! This became a turning point. Fear was still very real but a sense of hope became a possibility.
October 2015: I’m 54 and 25 pounds lighter. I found out that my body was deficient of many vitamins and nutrients. I now know that bad cells replicate somewhere in the area of 42 times faster in the presence of sugar than a healthy cell does. I eat organic meat and vegetable and fruits, focusing on dark green vegetables and dark berries. I drink smoothies and do juicing. I do ozone therapy (sauna, rectally, and ozone water in my home) in which I learned that bad cells cannot survive in an oxygenated environment. I do colon/liver cleanses. I never did surgery of any kind. Every six months I have a Breast MRI done. It hasn’t gone away but it hasn’t gotten worse. I exercise daily and am in the best shape I have been in my entire life! I’m thankful for the wake-up call to treat my body the way it deserves!