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Morning Pops and all y'all.
Good news is my labs are coming back closer to normal and my oncologist has officially called me her most unusual patient in her years of practice and I got the same from my GI doc a month ago. They both tell me they've never seen anyone bring their labs back like this and as many times as I have. This last time they went far off the rails and for too long I was thinking, this is it and more than that, I was ready. The fight seems to take more from me every time.
Not only did that respond well, I gained the 6 lbs I lost during that time back and no longer look as bad as I, evidently, looked as people, including the guy that does my yard. keep telling me they thought I looked awful several weeks ago and they were concerned.
It's not about me but what I represent to them, someone beating the monster. I would not go that far but at least I've kept it at a draw and just passed the 15th month past my expiration date.
The people at Hill Country Health, where I take Rife treatments, share my, (so far) success story with a lot of their clients but not using my name but now I have been asked to meet with a newly diagnosed stage 4 victim with a death sentence and have been informed she is frightened and basically in a state of paralysis through analysis but has to move forward soon.
I have been really open in sharing my journey with people because I think that is part of the reason I am still here but I haven't been put on the spot with someone facing this decision of the usual radiation/chemo vs another route.
My decision to forego the usual treatment is based on personal experience and history and had I chosen that path, I would not be here today. When you are terminal, they just keep treating you until your body says "no more". I never even considered chemo but that was nothing more than personal choice and a resignation that it was time to go. I had nothing to lose. The fact that, so far, my immune system has said "not so fast there, podnah, we're not out of bullets yet" still mystifies me.
One thing I have discovered, everyone has advice about something they heard worked for someone they don't even know and they freely pass it on in a "you should try....." delivery. I guess they figure what have you got to lose?
This person is a younger woman, not some old codger like me who is approaching the new life expectancy of 76.1 years. I am conflicted because I know myself and I can get carried away and go into sell mode too easily and this is a person's life and she's looking for a life preserver in an ocean of confusion. But, do I not owe her what I know about chemo for the terminally ill and just why they're so good at predicting the end? They were uncannily correct about my wife, almost to the day. Because they knew the limitations of that specific aggressive treatment.
This one isn't easy or me just sharing what I've been doing. This lady is looking for hope and she's nearing the moment of decision and path she will take and I am concerned about being influential in that process because I do not see that as a reason I am still here. But, what if that's it?
As you can see, I am truly in a mental state about this and it doesn't help that being on the real THC as opposed to the synthetic is doing it's job. One little gummie and I can get to "don't give a damn" really quickly. Hell, didn't start far from there to begin with.
Anyway, as usual, thank you People of the Pops thread for listening to me and as I began writing all of that, the answer started to come to me. I will meet with her and see what goes from there as I cannot keep this from someone facing the same fate as I am and who is to say what the best path for her is?
The downside to this 15 months past my expiration date is the why. I struggle with why me and what am I supposed to do with this? And I do not discount that maybe it was all about meeting with this one person. When I consider how easily I got on this path and I was preprogrammed for it, I consider everything of a mystical nature.
I used to believe in the randomness of life and death and we were just organisms on collide paths with each other and I am not a foxhole convert of a believer but I now suspect there is something more out there. Can't and won't put a name on it but there is just too much that cannot be explained and I feel a presence that I cannot explain.
Good news is my labs are coming back closer to normal and my oncologist has officially called me her most unusual patient in her years of practice and I got the same from my GI doc a month ago. They both tell me they've never seen anyone bring their labs back like this and as many times as I have. This last time they went far off the rails and for too long I was thinking, this is it and more than that, I was ready. The fight seems to take more from me every time.
Not only did that respond well, I gained the 6 lbs I lost during that time back and no longer look as bad as I, evidently, looked as people, including the guy that does my yard. keep telling me they thought I looked awful several weeks ago and they were concerned.
It's not about me but what I represent to them, someone beating the monster. I would not go that far but at least I've kept it at a draw and just passed the 15th month past my expiration date.
The people at Hill Country Health, where I take Rife treatments, share my, (so far) success story with a lot of their clients but not using my name but now I have been asked to meet with a newly diagnosed stage 4 victim with a death sentence and have been informed she is frightened and basically in a state of paralysis through analysis but has to move forward soon.
I have been really open in sharing my journey with people because I think that is part of the reason I am still here but I haven't been put on the spot with someone facing this decision of the usual radiation/chemo vs another route.
My decision to forego the usual treatment is based on personal experience and history and had I chosen that path, I would not be here today. When you are terminal, they just keep treating you until your body says "no more". I never even considered chemo but that was nothing more than personal choice and a resignation that it was time to go. I had nothing to lose. The fact that, so far, my immune system has said "not so fast there, podnah, we're not out of bullets yet" still mystifies me.
One thing I have discovered, everyone has advice about something they heard worked for someone they don't even know and they freely pass it on in a "you should try....." delivery. I guess they figure what have you got to lose?
This person is a younger woman, not some old codger like me who is approaching the new life expectancy of 76.1 years. I am conflicted because I know myself and I can get carried away and go into sell mode too easily and this is a person's life and she's looking for a life preserver in an ocean of confusion. But, do I not owe her what I know about chemo for the terminally ill and just why they're so good at predicting the end? They were uncannily correct about my wife, almost to the day. Because they knew the limitations of that specific aggressive treatment.
This one isn't easy or me just sharing what I've been doing. This lady is looking for hope and she's nearing the moment of decision and path she will take and I am concerned about being influential in that process because I do not see that as a reason I am still here. But, what if that's it?
As you can see, I am truly in a mental state about this and it doesn't help that being on the real THC as opposed to the synthetic is doing it's job. One little gummie and I can get to "don't give a damn" really quickly. Hell, didn't start far from there to begin with.
Anyway, as usual, thank you People of the Pops thread for listening to me and as I began writing all of that, the answer started to come to me. I will meet with her and see what goes from there as I cannot keep this from someone facing the same fate as I am and who is to say what the best path for her is?
The downside to this 15 months past my expiration date is the why. I struggle with why me and what am I supposed to do with this? And I do not discount that maybe it was all about meeting with this one person. When I consider how easily I got on this path and I was preprogrammed for it, I consider everything of a mystical nature.
I used to believe in the randomness of life and death and we were just organisms on collide paths with each other and I am not a foxhole convert of a believer but I now suspect there is something more out there. Can't and won't put a name on it but there is just too much that cannot be explained and I feel a presence that I cannot explain.