Welcome to another segment of my life and how I’m going to give cancer a run for its money. There are a few chapters before this one and if you’d like to read them they are here on my site and you’re welcome to subscribe to get notified of new chapters.
To make a few things clear, I have breast cancer particularly ductal carcinoma and I’ve had it a while, looking at my timeline of symptoms, probably a good 2 1/2 years, and I’m fairly confident it has spread and I am going to fight it without medical intervention until I can’t. I’m a pretty thin person and can feel things inside me, I’m aware of my body but don’t always listen to it. I sure do now!
The past few months have been scary but the last two weeks have been really uplifting. I didn’t realize how sick I actually was, until I started on the protocol I’m doing, currently I’m taking 36mg of Ivermectin and 222mg of Fenbendazole twice a day. I started taking it on February 21st and today is March 4th, 2026. I’ll be upping my ivermectin in the next week and then I should be where I need to be, but the lower doses are working.
When I finally decided I better go see what’s going on with me I was quite uncomfortable in my body. My entire chest was on fire, like a really bad case of heartburn, in fact one night I was laying in bed looking up heart attack symptoms in women. The burning was constant, there wasn’t much that gave me any relief, not that I tried anything to help. I knew it wasn’t heartburn because I also had what I called little electric shocks from one lump to the other and I would imagine that was it spreading. My chest not only burned but has a specific spot of pain and I had a rash down my spine. I get to say “had” a rash because it’s almost gone at this point and that burning across my chest is almost completely gone, it has diminished completely except for my nipples tingle but I anticipate that leaving as I heal.
I am unable to get a detailed name of the cancer and the stage I have without getting a biopsy but I did use my records and my medical coding knowledge to come up with somewhere between stage II and III, probably late stage II which would corroborate with the doctors urgency. I am actually really ill and cannot ignore this and push on, like I usually do.
“Take time for wellness before your body forces you to because of illness” a quote I preach to others but didn’t follow until now. My body and my life are top priority currently and if you don’t think you can commit to a different lifestyle, trust me you sure can if you really want to live.
Once I understood what causes cancer I was able to look back and have a real moment of clarity and see that my lifestyle was a huge part of it. Diet, nutrition, recreation, childhood trauma, environment all played a part, even the people I surrounded myself with. Toxicity and Deficiency is a great recipe for cancer and whew does that describe my entire life.
In the last couple weeks I’ve implemented positive thinking, daily gratitude, therapy and a lot of rest, vegetables I’ve never eaten, my juicer will be here tomorrow and I will be able to start flushing my body with nutrients. Juicing is the only way to get the amount of nutrients I need to kick start my body’s ability to heal because I don’t think I can eat 25 pounds of vegetables a day. No processed foods, no sugar, no alcohol, little to no carbs, organic all the way and as much gratitude as I can and the believe that I can and will do this.
My dads funeral is scheduled for March 27th and I haven’t decided if I’m going yet, of course I want to but if I do I feel like I need to take an entourage with me for protection sadly. I am not sure if it will be good for my healing to be around all the anger directed at me if I do show up but I feel like it’s a good place to speak my truth which IS good for my healing.
My son has a pretrial hearing over the phone on April 2nd and he’s looking at 20 years.
I’m not writing to sell anything or to be an influencer or anything like that, I’m writing to get my story out there because if it helps one person it can help others. My grandchildren may want to know the story of their grandma and it’ll be written down for them in her own words. Something I wish I had of my parents and grandparents, when we leave this earth our memories leave with us unless we go out of our way to preserve them.
Have a great evening.
Rock on my pretties!
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