I’m Back!

I know it’s been a minute since I’ve blogged. Two reasons: 1. The alternative to chemotherapy to treat the cancer didn’t go as well as I expected. While I’m grateful to have been up, feeling good, and working (working is part of my benchmark: I had my first job at 6 years old), I expected to have made more ground on healing the cancer over the last 6 months. My last MRI showed that the cancer is the same. The good news is that the cancer didn’t get worse. Apparently, the bone marrow cancer I have is pretty aggressive. I did, however, follow the instructions I was given by the alternative practitioner. At least I should be back to a stage 1 instead of stage 2 because I was good and did what I was told. When life doesn’t work that way for me, it really frosts my cookies!

The treatment I’m working on now is simpler, a footbath I soak in for an hour a day. The challenge with it that it turns my feet purple. In the summer. In the South. We only wear closed shoes here for corporate meetings and cold weather, so I now sport purple toe nail polish. I feel so hip and young! This course of action lasts 6 months.

For this treatment, however, I’ve upped my dosage of CBD oil from hemp. I’ve read that it has cancer healing qualities. I don’t know if that’s true. What I do know is true is that using the CBD helps with the pain, mood, and energy that I need to feel I have a life worth living. As with so many other times in my life when I’ve had trouble, I have to do something.

What I’m finding out about the CBD oil for me is that it tastes like I’ve sucked on a rope, but the payoff is so great that I just deal with it. So far I’ve tried the paste, the oil, the extracts, chocolate (I did NOT have to ‘deal’ with the taste with the chocolate…hehehe!). I haven’t vaped, and I do have gummies and moisturizer to try next. Sigh. I want to try everything!

Oh, the second reason I’ve been away is that in addition to selling real estate, I’m putting together a CBD oil website. I really believe in CBD oil. Everyone I know who has used it has had a great experience. Since I love to see people happy and to feel empowered – CBD oil lets you have greater control over how you feel – it seemed like the next right thing for me to do to help others.

More soon. I won’t stay away as long next time. Thank you for your kind attention! Hugs!!

 

Feeling Great!

Sorry I haven’t written, but I’ve been feeling so great that I started catching up on my life. In addition, business has been increasing, and I’m starting a new venture. I can sit now, so I’m able to do things I couldn’t do. Tomorrow I will be able to go kayaking. Kayaking is what keeps me sane. That and my friends.

Right now I’m taking cbd oil daily. It continues to give me energy and focus. It keeps me focused and energtic, and when it’s run out of steam, I know that it’s time to take another dose. I’ve been using cbd oil that you put under your tongue (sublingual), a dose in the morning and one late afternoon. Now I’m trying different kinds: this morning I took a liquid gel capsule (like you get omega 3 from fish) that is supposed to last all day. I’ll let you know. I also have two other friends trying it, one with chronic pain and one with acute short term pain from an auto accident (she was the middle car in a three car pile up. Ouch!).

Yesterday I tried a paste in a tube that is supposed to click when the portion you need comes out. Three of us tried that (My friends are so wonderful! They are always will to be part of my science experiments. I always serve adult beverages to entice them.) None of us are impressed. It’s messy, dark, gets all over everything when you try to serve it, and the stuff comes out independent of any click. I’ll continue to try this one when the capsules are done.

That’s the report for the cbd oil. Today I’m heading to a bbq at a home that I have listed. I love the owners – I helped them buy the house, and they are the most incredible family! But they are headed back to Texas, and if you’ve ever been there, you’ll know why they want to go back. Their families are there, and people are so nice! Decades ago, I took a bus from San Antonio to Spring. I guess I had that out of state glow – I was visiting from Atlanta – because I never sat alone. When one of my seatmates got up, the next one sat down next to me. Besides learning about Texas, I was favored with tips on fishing, baking, gardening, you name it. All ages and kinds of people entertained me on the long bus ride.

The South is like that. It’s why I can never leave. It’s where I learned how to love.

Day 4 – In the Middle

All of the news that is telling us that we are being chemoed to death is amazing! For me, there was a lot of social stigma around my diagnosis. I thought people would judge me because I had it. I had been socialized to believe that if I was cheerful, positive, and didn’t have and/or suppress anger, I would never get cancer. What a load of manure!

This is what I am learning: More people are getting cancer every day. More options for treatment that are just as effective, if not more, than chemo. Chemotherapy actually takes people to the edge of death and then drags them back to life – hopefully. Now we see on CNN that Canada’s cancer treatment is less expensive and has a better survival rate than ours.

Just this week it was announced that 70% – seventy percent!! – of women with breast cancer don’t need chemo. There is now a test that can determine the genetic marker to know what kind of breast cancer it is. (Please don’t hold me to the scientific terms. You can get that from the actual article https://www.cnn.com/2018/06/03/health/breast-cancer-recurrence-chemo-study/index.html. I am merely a survivor).

I’ve spent my life being afraid of cancer. When people see my bald head, many of them give me the head tilt and sympathy look. But I don’t think cancer is as scary as it once was. And from my experience, medical science doesn’t have all the answers – or even the right ones!

Still feeling energetic and focused. I only took one Tylenol today. The supplements I’m taking to support my body to bring it back from chemo and allow it to heal the cancer are working: All of my blood tests came back perfectly normal – right smack dab in the middle of the range of normal. I’m so happy some part of me is!

Day 3 of CBD Oil

A dear and longtime friend of mine has Parkinson’s. Over the next week or two, she will be starting on CBD oil. I will chronicle her journey as much as I can without being in her skin. She was diagnosed about a year ago, has tried natural cures, and finally began the medication. It has helped a lot, but she is having other issues now.

We all have to die, and I know that unless we commit suicide – something that I’ve considered at different points in my life and declined – we don’t have a choice over how. My friend has always been health conscious. It got to the point where she counted the leaves of lettuce she ate, she was in such control. Stunning to me was that she was diagnosed with Parkinson’s when I was the one who had done all the drugs, drinking, and partying when I was in my twenties; I was the one who could eat a Big Mac standing over the kitchen sink and believed I had dined. We both supported – and still do – organic farming and healthy eating, but I mixed my in with chili dogs and full fat, full gluten chocolate chip cookies.

I remember about twenty years ago when she had hurt herself, been confined to couch rest with a pretty serious injury, and then a few weeks later went to a dance workshop and danced twelve hours a day for a whole week. She wasn’t a dancer by profession, she just liked to dance.

Today I visited her, and she struggled to walk. She has my deepest admiration. It cannot be easy to watch your world shrink to your easy chair with the occasional outing when you at one time united countries. She was responsible for bringing several of her friends from different countries together socially. International museums resulted.

My mother always told us that if you took your troubles down to the market place, you would end up buying them back. For me, she was right. I have cancer, and I have pain,  but for now, I have mobility and clarity. No one gets out alive, as the old saying goes. When I hit my sixties, I knew that I would die. I prayed I wouldn’t live until 95 like my aunt did. She said it was boring and lonely and she missed my uncle. But getting cancer is forcing me to live like there’s no tomorrow, forcing me to choose to create the life that I want. Many of us don’t get that chance ever.

Day 3 of CBD oil was uneventful otherwise. I tried one of the lymph machines, and it’s just made the sides of my thighs ache. This will be published in the morning, but it’s night now and time for a glass of wine! Make it a great day, and I will talk with you later.

End of Day 2

I had a pretty busy and physically active day. My bones (pelvic and thigh) didn’t ache much. Sitting is a problem, but with the cbd, I was able to be active and focused. No nap. The trick is to take the second hit of cbd oil before naptime and work right through it.

It was a good move to take the supplements. Turns out that they are not for the pain as I thought they were. They are to support my lungs and heart so my body can heal itself. This makes sense to me. Years ago I learned that 80% of all diseases will heal themselves if you just give them time. That was referring to the repeated sinus infections I struggled with my first year in Atlanta. It was true. I stopped going to the doctor, and eventually the infections stopped.

Cancer is a bit more of a strain on the body, so it makes sense to me that the vital organs have to be supported. All in all, I’m pretty pleased. People tell me that bone marrow cancer is amazingly painful, and other than a pain in the ass – literally – I’m doing fine.

Sleep tight and thanks for reading!

 

CBD…The Experiment Continues

This morning I did cbd oil and included the supplements that my practitioner gave me. Since I’m not sure what is fighting cancer and what is fighting pain, and I need to be productive, I’m taking everything. I will do the cbd alone in a week or two.

I do know this: When I take the cbd oil, I am more energetic, focused, and productive. For me, it’s good for about 8 hours, so I take it on getting out of bed. In the afternoon when I lag, I take a 15 minute nap (I am, indeed, a power napper. It’s a talent!). When I wake up, I take another cbd so I can have a productive evening. Both a schedule and being productive make me feel normal. At the age of 6 I started pushing a lawn mower to make my own money and having stopped working since. The cbd oil helps me do what I want and need to do.

And it doesn’t interact adversely with my wine at the end of the day. I’ve been taking acetaminophen with wine to sleep, and all of the warnings say that it’s better to refrain from alcohol with acetaminophen. Now I don’t have to worry about that. Very important because I schedule my life: Coffee in the morning before anything; cbd oil; chocolate in the afternoon; cbd oil; wine after everything. It’s good to be organized, don’t you think?

CBD Experiment

Today I am taking only CBD oil for the pain. Bone marrow cancer is apparently pretty painful. Thanks to John Mullen, I’ve had very little pain – especially for stage 2 cancer. My next MRI is July 12. Last week I learned that all of my blood tests are normal, so at least I know that the effects of the chemo are largely gone in that respect. Still no shoulder-length hair…hehehe!

But I’ve had more pain than usual in my hip and leg. I even came home early one day to nap but was back at it the next day feeling fine. I want to know if it’s the myotrophin, pneumotrophin, Tylenol, or CBD oil that is helping. Something I’m taking is giving me a stomach ache, so I need to ferret that out while still staying within the guidelines that John gave me. I know I would not have been able to leave chemo so easily without him.

I also got a new mattress that is soft compared to what I had. For me you can pretty much cover a rock with a mattress pad and I’m happy. When I was married, we had a Sleep Number bed. My ex was a 35; I was an 80. (That meant I slept on the divider. The chambers did not keep us separated. Alas, that took a court decree!) So I have to figure out how all of this ties together.

This isn’t my usual experience-peppered-with-philosophy quote, but I figure you want the down and dirty. I’m not here to make my posts puppies and butterflies. Cancer makes you get real, as do other life-threatening and lifestyle-changing illnesses and challenges.

Back with the results tomorrow.