Auspicious
What an auspicious day.
The good news, enumerated
- The sponsor of the clinical trial in which I wish to participate called to confirm that the apharesis was successful. That is, there were enough cells harvested for me to continue in the study. They are whipping up a batch of vaccine custom-made for me.
- Emory and Rush are now communicating and in agreement. I will likely be put back on chemo early next week.
- My radiation oncologist agrees that we made a wise choice by choosing the trial at Rush.
- Pathology gave us a slide of my tumor just in time for my visit with an Eastern medicine practitioner, Lisa, later today.
Disclaimer
I know that much of the content below will be met with skepticism, but I’ve described it anyway for posterity and for anyone interested.
Fall Equinox
Lisa specializes in many traditional herbal and Chinese medicine treatments, including acupuncture, herbal formulas, cupping, moxibustion, tui na, and Qi Gong. Tina and I feel that Lisa has worthwhile treatments that will benefit me.
She expressed that we picked a fantastic day to begin our treatment with her. Today is the Fall Equinox. I don’t know much about what that implies, but something about new beginnings and an ideal time to plant intentions.
Lisa wants to use the tumor’s energy from the slide we got from Emory during my treatment. She will also “introduce” my body to the chemo medication. We will inform my body of what’s happening. We’ll acknowledge that the medicine is harmful, but explain that it has an important purpose — to seek out and kill bad cancer cells. Don’t fight it. Let the medicine do it’s job and focus on keeping the rest of the body strong and healthy. Of course we’re not actually talking to my body, but rather using intention and actions.
I mentioned to Lisa that there is the chance that I could receive placebo in the trial rather than the actual vaccine. She replied that this is not necessarily important — that the placebo effect is beneficial. The power of the mind to heal the body is incredible. The fact that I think I am getting something that will heal me, is arguably as good as actually getting the real thing… especially in this case, where the vaccine isn’t proven to be helpful.
Chakras
Next, Lisa used an Acutron Mentor machine to test the energy levels of my chakras. My crude explanation of the primary chakras in our bodies is that they are seven energy points located from the base of the spine up to the head. One of the things this machine does is measure how well electric current moves from the front of the body to the back, through the chakras. Let’s just say that my chakras weren’t as open as they could be.
Muscle Testing
Lisa had me lie down and firmly hold the thumb and middle finger of my right hand together. She would lightly touch a spot on my body and then attempt to pull my fingers apart. Sometimes they held fast. Sometimes they came apart. Here’s the really interesting thing: Let’s say she touched my right temple, then easily pulled my fingers apart. She would then swipe her finger up in the same spot. Now my fingers held fast. And then she would swipe her finger down in the same spot and my fingers would again come apart easily. That was bizarre.
Accupuncture
The information gathering described above allowed Lisa to decide how to treat me with needles. She had me hold in my right hand a jar containing the tumor slide and a vial of something that she did not tell us what it was and we did not ask. She put about 20 needles in me from head to toe, which didn’t hurt at all, and asked if I felt any energy movement. I didn’t feel a thing (and didn’t expect that I would). She dimmed the lights, put on some new age music and left the room for twenty minutes. Well it wasn’t too long before a felt something at one of the needle points in my right leg. It was a vibration that lasted about a half a second and repeated every second. It felt circular, like the needle was spinning although I didn’t look to see. Then I noticed a couple other sensations, one in my other leg, one at the crown of my head. Who knows, maybe we unblocked some energy channels.
When Lisa removed the needles and took the jar with the tumor in it from my hand. She felt my hand and pointed out how hot and sweaty it was. Her explanation was that it was my hand’s reaction to the toxic energy of the tumor.
That about sums up the visit. Sunday we are going to a restorative yoga class and then getting a private lesson in meditation from a good friend. I’ve got a fresh batch of wheat grass sprouted and ready to plant. Another good friend is delivering a kombucha scoby to me and I’m picking fresh shikate mushrooms off a log in my yard. I think we’ve got a good start on some alternative therapies.
Choices
In past years, if you told me I was as likely as anyone else to develop cancer, I wouldn’t have believed it. Certainly if you told me that I could improve my chances of NOT getting cancer by: cutting back on the amount of alcohol I drank; increasing my physical activity; eating less meat and foods that raised my blood sugar; consuming specific vegetables, fruit, herbs, spices, and teas; and buying organic — I simply would not have cared. I was enjoying the amazing variety of craft beers and small batch bourbons available now. I was devoting lots of time to cooking extravagant, rich foods. And I was having a good time
Although I never gave it much thought, I suspect I felt that I just wasn’t going to get cancer, no matter what I did. I have avoided soft drinks and fast food for the most part for years and gave up smoking years ago because these seemed like healthy enough choices.
And now I have cancer (a pretty darn mean one, too). I’m not saying it’s attributable to drinking, meat-eating, partying, cell phone usage, paint fumes, pesticides on my non-organic vegetables, working at a computer every day, or breathing exhaust fumes riding my motorcycle.
BUT…
I’ve just watched a documentary that was very compelling to me. It is called Anti Cancer with Dr. David Servan-Schreiber. It’s filmed more like an infomercial, but don’t let that put you off. I am recommending that my friends and family, everyone really, watch it. We found it at the library.
While there is a lot of information that is immediately relevant to cancer patients such as the impact of nutrition, activity and social support on recovery, it shows how cancer rates have increased since the 1940s and provides reasons why. The studies presented in the film are very interesting. We’re all susceptible to cancer and these days even more so. But there are behaviors that everyone can change to proactively improve the odds of avoiding cancer.
I get the impression that western medical doctors aren’t really onboard with giving much credence to food having a profound affect on cancer. They are focused more on drugs and procedures. Corporations and the government don’t seem to put much stock in it either.
All I know is that it sucks to think that you could have a lot shorter time to live than you once thought. Right now, I feel great. I’m having a hard time believing that anything is really wrong with me because I feel so good. In fact, I’m ready for a nice 18-year single malt and a long ride on my Electra Glide (maybe not in that order). But they tell me that this cancer is so malignant that it’s coming back to kill me — soonish — so we will be starting radiation and chemo soon. I expect the effects of that treatment to make it sink in that I’m not 100%. And since I look forward to many, many, many years of good times ahead of me, I’m really embracing everything I can do regarding nutrition, exercise, attitude, friends, peer support, acupuncture, yoga, meditation and anything else that can help me beat cancer.
I think watching this film is the first time I got kind of emotional during this whole ordeal because it occurred to me that lots of the people who are showing me love right now are people that I love in return. I hate to think that cancer can (and likely will) affect someone else I love. Cancer killed my father. It has affected several other people close to me. But it wasn’t until it WAS me that it really hit home. So I guess I’m suggesting to my friends (in fact, everyone), consider that maybe some life changes are worth considering. Why not postpone dealing with your own mortality till you’re… old.
