Today is my 8^th Cancerversary.  I was diagnosed 8 years ago today.

Here is my story of recovery:

In my 30’s, I had cervical cancer Stage 0; it took 5 procedures to correct this.  The entire end of my cervix was removed.  I almost bled to death.

In my 40’s, I had Stage 3 cancer of the labia and all-female areas; it took 2 surgeries to eradicate this.

In my 50’s, I had 45 failed diagnosis attempts.  I had 6 allopathic medical doctors, 4 vaginal ultrasounds, and 1 hospitalization for chest pain as the cancer was causing the chest pain.  The cancer was found on a colonoscopy where the doctor was able to see the tumors through the colon wall.  My naturopathic doctor knew it was ovarian cancer the whole time.  He was the only one who knew.

I went to MD Anderson.  I had cancer in my colon, rectum, both ovaries, uterus, omentum, aorta, vena cava, and 3 brain tumors.  They gave me 8 months to live.

There I took my own care into my own hands.  I read 40 books on cancer; I wrote a care plan for myself.  I knew that traditional surgery, chemotherapy, and radiation alone would not heal me.   Of this I was sure.  Cancer was going to kill me.  Of this I was sure.   So, I have spent the last eight years curing myself using both traditional means and alternative treatments.  I have been all over the world in this quest.  Along the way, I found out I had both the BRCA1 and MTHER genes.  I work to correct this.

At 63, I have finished my Doctor of Naturopathy degree.  I am writing 4 books, opening a wellness center, and remain cancer-free.  I wish I could say life was normal, but in 2015, I begin having symptoms and submitted to brain surgery as 3 doctors thought I had a fourth brain tumor, while one believed it was old damage.  It turned out to be old damage from healing the previous brain tumors.  I had to learn to talk and walk again.  I have been in a wheelchair, walker, and then a cane.  I no longer use a cane.  I was in a coma for 7 days, then had to have full-time RN care for a month and had 2 caretakers for 4 months after that.  I had a surgical stroke on my right side.  I will never be “normal”.  Never be what I was, but life is fantastic!  I have a lot to live for!  God has blessed me.  I have 4 daughters and 3 sons-in-law, 17 grandchildren, and a husband that has loved me through everything.  They have stood by my side through all I have been through.

I am writing this late because I spent the day with 7 of my grandchildren, a daughter, and son-in-law on the lake.  We fished (caught 2), tubed, jumped from high dives, and trampolines into the water, and had a great day.  It was ended by singing “Happy, Happy, Happy we are so glad Mimi is still here” and blowing out candles.  I am happy to be alive!

I have no cancer.  I am not in “remission”.  I am cured.