My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird
I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.
– George Eliot, author
My very soul is wedded to it,
and if I were a bird
I would fly about the earth
seeking the successive autumns.
– George Eliot, author
Orchards have shared their treasures,
The fields, their yellow grain,
So open wide the doorway—
Thanksgiving comes again!
–Old Farmer’s Almanac
Heal Your Self speaks to some of the greatest authorities on health today who talk about Food and Nutrition, Emotional and Environmental Stress, The Power of the Mind, Self-Education, Meditation, Love, plus practical steps you can take.
Not really date night material – but it was definitely encouraging to see so many people able to do it, just by eating right and taking care of themselves. It’s not hard! It’s free on Amazon Prime Video.
Heal Your Self speaks to a group of people who, when faced with serious illness, did just that. They decided to take their health into their own hands. They decided to take responsibility not just for their illness, but for their recovery.
I could also refer back to them, anytime I feel like my life is slipping out of whack, or if I am struggling to make a decision based on what is best for me. In times like these, I just check back in with my list, and make sure what I am choosing reflects my priorities.
I also grew tired of hearing about how the perpetrators of hate crimes all had a manifesto where they spewed all their hate. I thought we need more POSITIVE manifestos. So, this is my positive manifesto:
Feel free to copy.paste and make your own. It feels good to have a clear understanding of your priorities and to have them available to reinforce to you that yes, you need to TAKE CARE OF YOU first.
Duke was so loved and a huge part of the family. He was diagnosed with Doggy-Cancer, Lymphoma, just days ago. He passed away this morning being held and loved by my mother and brother. They got Duke right after my dad passed away in 2011. He has been a steadfast companion to them both for over 8 years, and I know he’s left a great big hole in their hearts.
My dad was an artist and liked to paint quirky, folksy art. He painted this mural on the side of the shed/workroom when he and my mom bought their home in 2007, to make it look like the outside of a Mexican jail. That’s my dad. 🙂 Sadly, he died of lung cancer in 2011 (while I was going through breast cancer chemotherapy treatments).
Right after he passed my brother took my mom to get a rescue dog to help keep her company, and they adopted Duke right then. They picked this sweet pup in particular because he was all white. My father was known for his bright white head of hair, which had been solid white since he was 16, in the 50s. They named the dog Duke, after my dad, whom my brother’s swarms of theatre friends had affectionately called “Papa Dukes”.
It wasn’t until months later, when the weather was warm again, that they noticed the image of the pup on the side of the shed was an almost perfect rendition of their newest addition, Duke.
It was obviously meant to be, and Duke was a very special part of the family.
Trevor Smith, 54, was diagnosed with bladder cancer in 2012. Doctors told him that without immediate surgery to remove his bladder, prostate and lymph nodes – followed by chemotherapy – he would be dead within two years. But worried about his quality of life after such radical surgery, he decided to try alternative therapies – and began taking cannabis oil after learning about it online.
He claims that 10 weeks later, despite doctors’ warnings about delaying treatment, the cancer had not spread to any other organs. This meant it could be lasered away in a far less invasive procedure – and he the father-of-three has now been cancer-free for a year. (As of 2014).
‘When doctors told me I had gone into remission, I was lost for words, I almost couldn’t believe it.’
Scientific research does suggest that cannabinoids – the active chemicals found in cannabis – possess anti-cancer properties which help stem the growth of malignant tumours.
Mr Smith’s wife Carol, 55, said: ‘So many thoughts rushed through my mind all at once when Trevor was diagnosed. All I could envisage was I was going to lose the love of my life. ‘We knew we had to try a different approach to save his life.’
While a healthy diet and alternative medicines, such as Essiac tea and vitamin supplements, were successful in improving Mr Smith’s overall health, he was still in excruciating pain as the cancer continued to spread. Mr Smith claims that 10 weeks later, despite doctors’ warnings about delaying treatment, the cancer had not spread to any other organs
It was then that they resorted to using cannabis oil to treat his cancer – risking prison by possessing large quantities of the drug. The couple, from Derby, made the controversial decision after discovering a popular pro-cannabis film called ‘Run From The Cure’, which claimed the class B drug could be used as a cure.
Research published last month by the University of East Anglia found THC has been shown to help combat the growth of cancerous cells.
‘It wasn’t a case of I had no respect for the law, I was fighting to save my life.
‘At that point, I would have risked everything to beat the cancer. ‘These options have always been there, even in the UK, but the medical system has kept it from everyone.
His wife, an artist, added: ‘I would have done anything to give my husband the treatment he needed.’Even if I was caught, what would they do? Send me to prison for trying to treat my dying husband? ‘The only thing in my mind was saving my husband from chemo, radiation and radical surgery – not my freedoM.
Research led by Dr Wai Liu, at St George’s University in London, suggests that cannabinoids possess anti-cancer properties which help to stem the growth of malignant tumours. He said: ‘Mechanistically, both THC and cannabinoids work by switching on cell killing processes that are found in cancer cells. ‘The idea is that by switching these on, cell death can be engaged leading to reductions in tumours.
‘Similarly, actions through these signalling cascades could actually make the cancer cells more sensitive to other forms of therapy – I suppose cannabinoids and THC could act by laying the foundations for other therapies to work more effectively.’
‘I feel indebted to the oil and its medical properties, there are alternatives to chemotherapy but people just need to open their eyes to it’
ORIGINALLY PUBLISHED: 15 August 2014 by ANNA HODGEKISS FOR MAILONLINE, Daily Mail UK.
Some people, like those who follow the teachings of Dr. Sebi, consider a very short list of foods (foods that exist today exactly as they existed hundreds of years ago) to be fit for consumption. Others follow the more relaxed guideline of shopping primarily from the perimeter of the grocery store, leaning heavily towards produce and refrigerated foods.
Like most things, rather than try to define an exact set of rules, I like to think of it as more of a sliding scale. Also as with most everything in health and nutrition, making a small shift towards “better” is better than changing nothing at all. So, naturally, I’d recommend sticking to food that is as close to its original form as possible.
For example, consider an apple. Just as nature made it, it is perfect, and best suited for consumption. With the skin on, adding fiber to help slow the sugar spike from the fructose. It has nutrients like vitamins, plus the phytonutrients that help protect from disease.
Next we can look at processing that removes nutrients and benefits of the original food, like applesauce, or worse, apple juice. Sure, they still provide basic elements like vitamins, but they’re lacking phytonutrients and, without its skin, the spike from the fruit sugar is steep and quick leaving you less satisfied long term. At this point (as long as it is organic) the food isn’t going to do harm, it just isn’t as nutritionally valuable.
Going even further… extreme processing. I’m talking to you, apple-stuff in a toaster strudel and apple flavored candy. Not only are these items void of any nutritional benefits from apples, they also have added sugars as well as potentially toxic chemicals. These only serve to cut costs for the producer but can cause serious concerns for your health.
>>> Don’t eat these, these aren’t food! Only eat food!
I recently came across an article about an editorial published in the JAMA Pediatrics Journal, written by Dr. Robert Lustig, a longtime childhood-obesity researcher, and author of New York Times bestseller Fat Chance: Beating the Odds Against Sugar, Processed Food, Obesity, and Disease. In the Journal, Dr. Lustig discusses common differences between natural and processed foods, and how the processed foods affect your body differently than actual food.
Dr. Lustig explains that processed foods are defined in terms of the food engineering that goes into making the products. To him, processed food meets many of the criteria below.
Fiber is important to health because it plays a key role in how food is absorbed in the gut. In the intestines, fiber forms a gelatinous barrier that coats the intestinal walls. This barrier slows the absorption of glucose and fructose into the blood, which helps prevent blood sugar levels from spiking.
The body converts these fatty acids, which are found in foods such as fish and nuts, into docosahexaenoic acid and eicosapentaenoic acid, both of which have anti-inflammatory properties.
Conversely, these fatty acids, though similar to omega-3s, are converted in the body to a proinflammatory compound called arachidonic acid. Lustig noted in the editorial that the ratio of omega-6 to omega-3 fatty acids in the diet should ideally be one to one; however, the typical U.S. diet has an omega-6 to omega-3 ratio of 25 to one, which favors a proinflammatory state. This inflammation can cause oxidative stress and damage to cells in the body.
Processed foods contain too few vitamins and minerals, known as micronutrients, many of which act as antioxidants, which help prevent cellular damage.
Trans fat molecules are structurally different from other types of fats, such as omega-3 and omega-6 fatty acids. Because of this difference — a double bond found in the molecule — the body is unable to break down trans fats, Lustig wrote. Instead, the trans fats end up in a person’s arteries and liver, where they generate damaging free radicals.
Amino acids are the building blocks of proteins. The “branched-chain” in the name refers to the chemical structure of the amino acid. Several amino acids that the body needs, including valine, leucine and isoleucine, have branched chains, Lustig wrote.
And although branched-chain amino acids are needed for building muscle, when a person eats too many of them, the excess molecules go to the liver, where they are converted to fat, he wrote.
Main article and images by Susan Lawrence
Portions of the summary of Journal Editorial originally posted by Sara G. Miller, Staff Writer at livescience.com
Data based on content in the JAMA Pediatrics journal by Dr. Robert Lustig.
Life is mostly froth and bubble;
Two things stand like stone:
Kindness in another’s trouble,
Courage in your own.
–Adam Lindsay Gordon (1833–70)
He beat cancer without chemo, and it’s kinda a big deal. If you haven’t seen his website, stop what you’re doing now, and check it out. He has a lot of great info and support on his website, including a whole slew of survivor stories of his own. He also has books and coaching services available in addition to all of his wonderful free content. This website is what finally gave me the courage to stand up to big pharma and begin work on nourishing myself instead of breaking myself down and missing out on my life.
Here’s the summary of his book, titled, naturally, “Chris Beat Cancer”
My oncologist would tell me about medicines available to increase my odds in fighting or preventing cancer. Every option was weighed, and even a small increase was considered a must-have. But then later I’d read that the same drug that upped my odds 12% came with an 8% risk of causing a different cancer! That’s only a 4% net gain! Is 4% worth all of the misery and other possible side effects?! Ugh!
Tamoxifen is the one drug I fully refused. Several others I have taken were just as gnarly, but for me, I couldn’t throw the dice with Tamoxifen. Even at my last oncologist visit, it was suggested. Eight years out. Still not interested.
Tamoxifen may cause cancer of the uterus, strokes, and blood clots in the lungs. These conditions may be serious or fatal.
If you experience any of the following symptoms during or after your treatment, call your doctor immediately: abnormal vaginal bleeding; irregular menstrual periods; changes in vaginal discharge, especially if the discharge becomes bloody, brown, or rusty; pain or pressure in the pelvis; leg swelling or tenderness; chest pain; shortness of breath; coughing up blood; sudden weakness, tingling, or numbness in your face, arm, or leg, especially on one side of your body; sudden confusion; difficulty speaking or understanding; sudden difficulty seeing in one or both eyes; sudden difficulty walking; dizziness; loss of balance or coordination; or sudden severe headache.
Keep all appointments with your doctor. You will need to have gynecological examinations regularly to find early signs of cancer of the uterus.
Tell your doctor if any of these symptoms are severe or do not go away:
Some side effects can be serious. If you experience any of the following symptoms, call your doctor immediately:
Tamoxifen may increase the risk that you will develop other cancers, including liver cancer. Talk to your doctor about this risk. Tamoxifen may increase the risk that you will develop cataracts (clouding of the lens in the eye) that may need to be treated with surgery. Talk to your doctor about this risk.
Symptoms of overdose may include:
Hot flashes, night sweats, and vaginal dryness are common side effects of hormone therapy. Hormone therapy also disrupts the menstrual cycle in premenopausal women.
The most common side effects caused by tamoxifen are hot flashes; vaginal dryness, discharge, or irritation; and reduced interest in sex. These side effects are not usually serious, but they can be bothersome.
Other side effects are rare but are more dangerous. These include:
Because tamoxifen can cause changes in the lining of the uterus, women who use it should have yearly pelvic exams and should be evaluated further if they experience any abnormal uterine bleeding. Tamoxifen may not work as well if a woman is also taking some types of medicine to treat hot flashes or depression. If you take tamoxifen, talk with your doctor about any other medicines you are taking.
If you are thinking about taking tamoxifen to reduce the chance that you will develop breast cancer, you should talk to your doctor about the risks and benefits of this treatment.
Ring the bells that still can ring,
Forget your perfect offering,
There is a crack in everything,
That’s how the light gets in.
Regulators in Europe were considering whether or not to continue to allow sales of Monsanto’s Round Up, a glyphosphate-based weed killer, in the EU. The European Food Safety Authority reviewed the assessment from Germany’s Federal Institute for Risk Assessment, and based on their findings in this report, they determined that glyphosphate was safe.
Turns out, the assessment provided by Germany was heavily plagiarized, literally copy-and-pasted from Monsanto’s own agri-chemical industry reports! The scale of plagiarism was extremely alarming; more than 50 percent of the chapters were plagiarized, including whole pages of text.
The World Health Organization has classified glyphosate as a probable human carcinogen. French President Emmanuel Macron has pledged to outlaw it completely in France by 2021.
Many of the horrific drugs I took were only to give me 5 or 10% better odds. And they were horrific. Organic foods taste better, are better for you, and give you a 25% better chance at avoiding cancer.
You don’t like vegetables? Try chemo! Veggies are so much better, I promise.
Organic’s too expensive? Try chemo! Not even the same ballpark. I promise.
This is so simple, so easy you will kick yourself if you regret not doing it. Please, at least learn the “dirty dozen” list, eat ’em clean or don’t eat ’em!
So, last Tuesday I go in and have my OT Angie (who I’ve seen on and off since the beginning, almost 8 years ago) take a look and discuss some possible plans.
We decide to try bandaging, to get my arm size down some, take some new measurements, and start fresh with some new exercises and therapies.
Here I am learning the new rules >>>
I can generally keep my lymphedema under control with a 30 minute self-MLD every morning, some mini-drains as needed during the week, and a biweekly appointment with the magical Dave Henderson – notorious lymph-taming & fascia-busting hero.
But with all the pain and other issues I’ve been having recently, a visit to the Outer Banks Hospital Outpatient Rehab center was in order.
Bandaging itself went well. I wore the bandaging home and was fine throughout the day.
By fine I mean I felt as though my entire arm from fingertips to armpit was stuck, lodged in an empty log.
One that weighs 50 pounds, and itches. =/
Sleeping at night was rough, having an itchy 50 pound log stuck around my arm and unable to bend my elbow, but I managed through the night.
I felt pretty good walking back into the OT office the next day, and thrilled to find out I’ve lost multiple centimeters of diameter across my arm. We took new measurements and I’m buying some fresh new sleeves!
I’m loving how light and compact and generally “good” my arm felt. So, my husband Scott & I ventured for a walk! I don’t know if it was the weight of the arm, plus the additional weight of all the bandaging, or the movement, or the heat… but 10 minutes into the walk my arm feels like it’s about to explode through the bandaging, like The Hulk shedding his regular man-sized clothes.
I grab hold of my swollen left arm with my right arm, and carried it home. I lay down in bed with some cool ice on my shoulder and try some manual lymph drainage around the bandage and some deep breathing just trying to stay cool, and carry on. This, too, shall pass.
A few hours later and I’m doing my recommended therapy “exercises” and stretch my arm over my head to stretch out my damaged left side. I feel a pinch or pull in my skin of my upper arm that feels like it’s been ripped open … it’s the only way I can describe it, just a little snag and then like an unzipping feeling. I expected to see blood.
Immediately I’m feeling my elbow and upper arm area begin to rush with heat and flush turn red and swell. The swelling soon became intense, like it was earlier when I was walking. I roll down the top of the bandaging to take a peek and saw that my skin was turning red below the bandaging. Red and bumpy and blistery, hot, and sore.
I started pulling the bandaging off and examine my arm. It didn’t stop swelling for quite some time – I had bumps and hives and scratch marks without having touched my arm. Parts of the skin was hardening, and parts blistering, and all of my arm was burning hot. So, yeah. 🙁
The burning sensation in my skin would not go away. As much as I hate medicine I caved and covered my arm in a Benadryl gel, which I use in emergencies on the hives that I experience since chemo. Sometimes the hives get pretty intense and so I coat them with the Benadryl gel which immediately stops the burn and itch.
Not this time. I resort to taking two Benadryl antihistamine tablets and calling it a night.
On Friday we decide to try again so after another treatment for the fascia pain in my ribs, we commence to another wrapping of my arm. For a while it is doing well: uncomfortable, inconvenient, but not too painful.
Until around 2 am, when I wake up to fire and brimstone in the bandaging. I just took off the bandage and set my arm free.
Immediately I noticed in the side of my elbow a series of creases – I must have had my elbow bent maybe while I was sleeping, causing some creases in the fold of my arm, and maybe cutting off circulation some.
Immediately after the bandages are off my skin just starts swelling and burning itching and you can see my veins struggling, you can see them through my skin and now a series of what look like pin pricks have run down my arm along a vein. They are sensitive to the touch, and sensitive if I twist my arm or pull my skin.
For now, I’m keeping the bandages rolled up neat and tidy. I’ll be back at OT this week, and see how we go from here.
Celebrated Cornell University professor T. Colin Campbell Phd, presents the overwhelming evidence showing that animal protein is one of the most potent carcinogens people are exposed to.
This is the FULL 45 MINUTE talk from Dr. Campbell’s appearance at the 2005 VegSource Healthy Lifestyle Expo.
I will be the first to admit there was a time I would have refused to eat a soup if I knew it had squash in it. Or, really, any other vegetables. There is zero chance I would have tried a bite of your butternut squash, leek, and apple soup. No. Way.
But one of the amazing women who cooked for me while I was sick is such a phenomenal cook, that when she served it to our family at dinner I knew I had to give it a taste. I have never, ever, been so pleasantly surprised. What a delicious soup!
I asked my friend for the recipe, which led to my second good fortune of stumbling upon this super amazing healthy living blog called My New Roots. The author Sarah B. says she started the blog “because I wanted to share the incredible knowledge I had received through my education in Holistic Nutrition. I discovered so many things that I believed needed to be public information, not just for those who can go to school to study in this field. I wanted to set up a non-biased space for people to come and learn about how to take better care of themselves through diet and lifestyle, as I have seen immense changes in myself since making little, positive changes every day.”
So the recipe… can be found on this sweet holistic nutrition blog. I have made this 3 times in the last month alone. I cannot get enough. It is so satisfying, it just hits every note and I cannot believe *I* made it. And it’s not even that hard! I usually take two nights to make it, but that’s not necessary at all. For me, it’s convenient to chop and roast the vegetables while I am cooking dinner one night, and put them in the fridge overnight. The next night I can just blend it all up and heat it through and get right to eating!
Butternut Squash, Leek and Apple Soup with Garlicky Rye Bread Croutons
Makes at least 2 quarts / 2 liters, Serves 4-6Ingredients:
2 Tbsp. melted coconut oil (or ghee)
1 medium onion
5 cloves garlic
1 large butternut squash (mine was about 2 lbs. / 1 kg)
1 large, tart apple
4 – 6 cups / 1-1½ liters vegetable broth, as needed
1 tsp. fine grain sea salt
1 tsp. ground cumin
½ tsp. ground cardamom
½ tsp. ground star anise
apple cider vinegar to taste (start with ½ tsp. up to 1 Tbsp.)
1 batch Garlicky Rye Bread Crouton (recipe to follow)
1. Preheat oven to 400°F / 200°C.
2. Prepare all vegetables: chop leeks and onions, peel garlic (but leave it whole), peel butternut and cut into cubes, chop apple.
3. Place all vegetables on a baking sheet with the coconut oil, toss to coat, and set in the oven to roast for 25-35 minutes until tender.
4. Transfer roasted vegetables to a blender and add the spices and hot vegetable stock (you may need to work in batches). Blend on high until completely smooth. Taste, then add salt and apple cider vinegar, blend and taste again. Adjust seasoning to your taste, and add stock until the desired consistency is reached: I like mine quite thin so I use the full 6 cups / 1½ liters of stock.
5. Transfer soup to a large cooking pot over medium heat to warm, if necessary. Divide soup equally among bowls and serve with the Garlicky Rye Bread Croutons and freshly cracked black pepper.
The app provides a bar code scanner, so you can scan any product before it goes into your grocery cart. It helps in identifying the bad ingredients in food (GMO and other processed foods/chemicals) and it displays quick “grade” (from A+ to D, like grade school) to show you quickly if it’s a good option for you.
It also provides a quickly scannable list of WHY the food ranked like it did. For example, the item may be on the FDA’s toxicity watchlist, or it might be highly processed, contain a huge amount of sugar or high fructose corn syrup, or artificial flavors, or other known toxins. And if you are unsure what something means, the app explains the health effect it has.
I use the Fooducate app while grocery shopping with my children. When they bring random packages with bright colored cartoon characters on it to plea for purchase, I let them scan it and see for themselves what’s inside the shiny packaging. They know ahead of time there is no way I am buying a food that scores a C or below. And now they know why.
Another great resource is that if the product you want to buy has a low rating there is a tab that gives you other alternatives to choose from. What a time saver! The app also allows users to comment on the product. This can be quite helpful. If you are new to eating cleaner foods, it enables you to learn from other users.
They also provide a number of other tools for tracking calories, sleep, health, energy, fitness goals, etc., as well as a Healthy Recipe section and Diet Tidbit area with articles. In fact, they seem to be focusing their branding message more on diet and losing weight recently, which is not what I originally used the app for. They changed their logo to put a cute little sweatband on the head of the logo iconic orange, and changed their tagline language to promise it will help you eat better, lose weight, and get healthy. They now say Fooducate empowers you to achieve your diet, health, and fitness goals. This may or may not all be true, but for the purpose of avoiding hidden toxins and garbage in your food, it can’t be beat.
Visit the Fooducate Website here, and download the app for Apple or Android/Google Play.
Try to take a few minutes when you can to rework something in your life for the better. The returns are long lasting.
I took an hour last weekend and reconfigured my little space in my room. I had a tall bookshelf next to my bed but that left me without a place for my medicine or my phone, or my jewelry... and I couldnt see any of my special personal items. I set the two bookshelf halves side by side and ☄️ it's a new room! I put a new lightbulb in my salt lamp and set teeny buddha on top. 💫 It's a great spot to park my water bottle and CBD oil for the night, and a salt lamp just makes everything more beautiful. 💛 Try to take a few minutes when you can to rework something in your life for the better. The returns are long lasting. + #healing #bewell #youreworthit #soulsearching #theartofslowliving #nothingisordinary #embracingaslowerlife #inbeautyandchaos #dothework #makeithappen #happiness #wordsofwisdom #lifelessons #saltlamp #saltlife #cbd #cbdheals @cancerzen cancerzen.com #cancerzen #cancer #zen
These are the exact products I have, use. and l♥ve.
Just before we moved to North Carolina’s Outer Banks I told my husband that the beach was the place where I would heal. Almost 10 years before I was diagnosed with breast cancer.
Whether we wake, or we sleep.
Whether we carol, or weep,
The Sun, with his Planets in chime,
Marketh the going of Time.
–Edward Fitzgerald (1809–83)
Reminder: if you grown your own lettuces, which is easy and inexpensive, you can feel like a super badass for providing food you know is safe for yourself and your family.
Don’t underestimate the value is having those skills!
The three most widely used dyes, Red 40, Yellow 5, and Yellow 6, are contaminated with known carcinogens … ☠
Another dye, Red 3, has been acknowledged for years by the Food and Drug Administration to be a carcinogen, yet it is still in the food supply.
In their 58-page report (PDF), “Food Dyes: A Rainbow of Risks,” The Center for Science in the Public Interest (CSPI) revealed that nine of the food dyes currently approved for use in the United States are linked to health issues ranging from cancer and hyperactivity to allergy-like reactions.
The European Union has recently placed regulations on labeling food dyes to inform consumers of the health risks. The United States has no such requirement. 🇺🇸 Per Usual.
Chlorpyrifos is a chemical from Dow Chemical Company. It came from the Nazis. It is a nerve agent that does irreversible brain damage. It was supposed to be banned this year, but Trump decided to let it be used on our fruits and vegetables, after Dow gave him $1 million dollars.
Some of you know I recently started taking CBD Oil and OMG I have had my mind blown with the results! I think just being on so many meds and having so many “treatments” – I didn’t want to add anything else to the mix. And I really didn’t have hope that it would work better than the (crazy expensive!) pharmaceuticals that I’ve already tried.
So I have now COMPLETELY ELIMINATED one of my pain med prescriptions, and am in the process of reducing and hopefully weaning off another. Mercy!!! I cannot believe it myself. I’m taking things one day at a time, like I do, but I cannot tell you how freaking phenomenal it feels to NOT feel like I’m walking on razor blades all day long. Seriously, I stare at my feet in amazement that they are not in fierce stabbing pain all day long. It has been 7 years I have been living with this nerve damage pain and peripheral neuropathy.
I’m still struggling with the deep bone and joint pain, and the lymphedema, and all the other side effects from the cancer treatments… but I’m getting there! And being able to stand and walk more will only lead to the next steps of becoming more and more healthy. I finally feel like I am building UP my body and spirit instead of knocking it down and breaking it apart. YAY!!
This was new to me, and it’s all a little crazy since the products are unregulated… so I did my research and tried a few different companies and finally found CDBPure. I love that it’s organic, and processed in a way that retains more of the beneficial elements. It is independently tested and it’s 100% pure.
So, I’ve been singing the praises of CBD oil and a few of you have asked me where you could get it, so I am linking below. This bottle is for one month, and it is a low dosage – only 3.3 mg per day. They also have 10mg/day and another one even higher if it works for you you can step it up.
You put a dropper full under your tongue each day. Putting it under your tongue makes it go straight into your bloodstream where it is utilized best. Swallowing it would put it through your digestive system and not get used as much as it can. I don’t know what else to say about it but I’m super happy to answer any questions if you have any just ask!
Oh – if you don’t already know – this is from Hemp – the same plant as marijuana is from. But! They are 2 different components. Pot has THC in it, which is the psychoactive part that gets you high.
There is NO THC in this stuff, it’s the nerdy brother, CBD. Totally not psychoactive, totally legal, won’t show up as THC in drug tests (because it doesn’t HAVE THC, of course!) You can drive, handle machinery, and there’s ZERO negative or “sometimes fatal” side effects. If you want to know more about how it is made or how it works or what CBD is check out their site for info.
Seriously, if you have pain, or seizures, or stress, or “nerves” or anxiety, or fatigue – I highly recommend it! And if you do try it please comment below to let me know how it works for you!!
Sometimes I cannot believe the many resources I have available to me. I was told Kombucha might end the hives I was experiencing daily, due to my chemo treatments years earlier. And, it worked! Thankful for that knowledge, thankful for the acupuncturist who told me to try it. Thankful for Kevita for crafting such refreshing and delicious and healthful kombucha. And thankful to myself and my husband for working hard and earning enough to pay for such a valuable treat.
My neighbor. Stage 4 lung cancer. 6 beautiful children.
Lori Ann O’Neil, 47, of Kill Devil Hills, NC died at her home on Monday, July 24, 2017, of cancer. Born in Louisville, KY, she was the daughter of Linda Elkins Dionisio and Felimon M. Dionisio of Williamsburg, VA. Lori was a member of Holy Redeemer By the Sea Catholic Church.
Along with her parents, Lori is survived by her husband, Jon P. O’Neil; three daughters, Mary Maison, Brigid Ita, and Tara Rose; three sons, Conan Patrick, Brian Dennis, and Kevin Joseph; and a brother, Steven Patrick Dionisio.
Joan Rae Lawrence
age 51 (1966-2017)
Jean Isabel Sherwood of Southern Shores fought a short but brave battle with cancer and passed peacefully in her sleep, surrounded by family Friday, June 9, 2017
A Real Estate Professional for Carolina Designs Realty. She loved spending time with family, dogs (especially collies), jazz, beachcombing and advanced Lego construction.
Noelle Yan Breit, 10, of Kitty Hawk passed away on Wednesday, September 21, 2016 at Children’s Hospital of the King’s Daughter in Norfolk, Virginia. Born on November 9, 2005 in Hunan, China, Noelle was adopted by Barry Andrew Breit and Deborah Lynn Crandell Breit on August 21, 2006 at the age of 9 months.
A Kitty Hawk Elementary School 5th grader, Noelle was very active in a variety of activities. She loved arts and crafts, riding her bike, and singing and dancing when no one was watching. She also played soccer, basketball and softball with Dare County Parks and Rec.
Ramón Edmundo Sánchez
Born June 22, 1944, in Managua, Nicaragua
Throat cancer, Lung Cancer. Age 72.
Ramón was a graduate of James Madison High School in Vienna, Virginia. He then went on to further his education at Central American Institute of Business Administration, a branch of Harvard University, receiving masters degrees in both business administration and marketing. Ramón taught Spanish within the Dare County public school system for 25 years and was the owner and operator of the Sánchez Family Rum Distillery and Farms in his home country. A talented concert pianist having performed with the Richmond Symphony Orchestra, he was also declared the ping pong champion for Nicaragua and Dare County.
Ramón is survived by his wife of 39 years, Teresitá Sánchez; five children, Michelle Sánchez and partner, Alexis, Ramón Sánchez and wife, Rachel, Andrew Sánchez, Edmundo Sánchez and wife, Evania and Jeanette Sánchez; and five grandchildren, Evaine Claire, Ramón III, Silvia, Ivan and Victoria.
From daughter Michele:
My father, Señor Sánchez “The Best in the World,”was diagnosed with stage 4 lung cancer about a year ago. My dad has always been the one everyone goes to whether it would be for advice, help with Spanish, or anything that comes your way. My dad would do anything and everything he could to help his students, friends, family and even strangers.
Many of you know Señor Sánchez, He has been a beloved teacher in Dare County for over 25 years he may have been either your Spanish teacher or your child’s. As he always says “The Best in the World.”
I still remember having to leave my birth country (because of communistic persecution directed towards our family) where we had an abundance of wealth. My family literally went from having everything to having to leave it all behind and start from scratch in a new place with a different language, my dad was the only one who spoke English.
My Dad became a teacher when a friend told him that with his Masters he could be a teacher as long as he gets his certificate. The next two years my father did not sleep. He would drive to Plymouth and teach, then he would go to Greenville 4 times a week, and when he would return back to the Outer Banks he would go clean St. Andrews by the Sea Church where he was the Janitor. He would get home around 3 in the Morning and do it all over again.
My brothers and I grew up watching my parent’s perseverance, courage and strength. They were always thankful and humble for the opportunity to work. They never asked for help. Even when we didn’t have much my parents still were able to help other family members get on their feet when they came to the Outer Banks, some even lived with us in our small home at the time. My parents were always helping others, I still have memories of them helping the poor and bringing them into their home even when we lived in Nicaragua.
So you see, my parents raised me to be self-sufficient, to be courageous and perseverant. They taught me humbleness and grace, showed me how to love, protect and care for those you love and even those you don’t know. I am a strong person of good morals and character in many aspects of life because of them and everything they went through for my brothers and for each other.
Almost 4 years ago my dad, Señor Sánchez was diagnosed with Throat Cancer. He took the news rather well. His mental perseverance never wavered. Through Chemo and radiation treatments for about a year, dad had a hard time speaking and had to get a feeding tube because the inside of his mouth and throat were burnt from the radiation treatments. He fought hard and caused the Cancer to go into remission, it went a way. Dad would get tested every 3 months to see if the cancer was still gone and for about a year it never showed up.
About a year ago Dad had a really bad cough that just wouldn’t go away, but my dad doesn’t like doctors so it was hard to get him to go. When he finally went, our family doctor told him that he will treat him for the cough but if it doesn’t go away within a week, then my dad would have to go have a cancer screening on his throat and chest. Well the cough did not go away. My dad went to get his screening and about a week later we received devastating news. He has stage four lung cancer. We haven’t even finished paying off the bills from the first cancer and then this is brought before us.
It was a very difficult time for the entire family and this time it hit Dad extremely hard because he had lost his mother at age 16 from lung cancer. He knew what he was about to go through and he knew what his wife and children were about to endure. It shattered him. Yet, my dad took on the treatments the doctors recommended. The treatments completely changed his physical appearance but never took away his Strength to NOT GIVE UP.
About a month ago the doctors informed us that the treatments where not working and that the lung cancer was growing…… Once again another hit to the heart, another hit to our family, to my dad. It was about a week it took to get another game plan, so now dad is going to Duke University to be part of an experimental treatment that has shown major progress and amazing results. We are praying that this program will add some more years to his life. Dad is on Oxygen now and cannot work; he cannot do much, which he hates. He has always been a very active person and not being able to do his normal everyday things is extremely bothersome. .
Do not live too far in the past or the future. Live now.
Very happy to be living here at the beach. Thankful for my many friends.
Quit his day job and opened “Shiva’s Drum” yoga and spiritual shop.
Died so quickly. I am so, so sorry Chip. I have been through this, and I should have been more support for you. I couldn’t even bear to see you wither away while I was still living. I am sorry. I think of you often.
High School teacher, wife, mother of four young girls.
We shared a breast-cancer-sisterhood hug just days before she passed away.
She was my neighbor; I used to see her going for walks in our neighborhood. When she was in treatment, she was not walking. She had started walking again after treatment, with more frequency and more strenghth.
We had just commented that she was getting better.
I didn’t know her then. I just knew her as the high school teacher that was fighting cancer. Many of my teacher friends knew her and always spoke extremely highly of her. But I didn’t know her.
Our paths crossed through a mutual friend, very briefly. Just long enough to share the most sincere hug I’ve ever experienced. At the time, I didn’t even realize she was the teacher that I would see walking our neighborhood.
And then 3 days later she put her beautiful daughters on the school bus, returned to her bed, and fell asleep until she no longer felt the pain.
She died on my birthday.
She is sorely missed by the Outer Banks community and Dare County schools.
Longtime OBX entertainer ‘Magic Mike’ Stoffel pictured here with my daughter Giana. He made so many children smile.
After nearly three decades of bringing joy to generations of children on the Outer Banks, “Magic Mike” Stoffel died this morning in his Colington Harbour home after battling liver cancer. He was 62.
Stoffel was best known in the community for his clown performances during birthday parties, fund raisers and other special events. Over the years, he brought smiles to the faces of thousands of local children with his entertaining magic tricks and balloon animal creations.
Some periods of time are just too stressful or painful to keep track of. Just keep going. Pause, then keep going. It will get better.
There was this kind man who had undergone treatment for cancer at the same oncologist as me. I suppose he noticed that the food that was available for us to snack on during treatments was not at all healthy. So once he was better and recovered from his treatments, he started preparing a delicious fresh fruit salad, every week, and brought it to the chemo treatment room every Thursday, to share wholesome fruit salad with anyone getting chemo that day. I loved chatting with him and was so comforted to hear of the gratitude he had for the success of his cancer treatments. And then one day, he was gone. I asked the head nurse, and sure enough, he was gone. It came back.
It gets everyone. It got the fruit salad guy. 🙁
Receptionist at my Bloodwork Lab during my treatments.
I knew April as the warm and friendly lady at the front desk of the lab where I had my bloodwork drawn for my own cancer treatments. One say, she told me a secret. She was wearing a wig and was also going through chemotherapy and treatment. She told me to keep strong, that it would all work out OK.
We discussed her wig each week, and how much she hated wearing it and couldn’t wait to go without it. I told her to rock her super short hair. Next appointment, there she was grinning. She said it was her first day without the wig. I told her she looked spectacular.
As my own treatments came to a close I would start going to the lab with less frequency. Every week went to every month then once per three months, and then down to only twice a year. I didn’t see April for a while, and then, when I was getting my every 6-month preventative and “maintenance” chemo, I was shocked to see April in one of the chemo chairs. She had a remission and was fighting the good fight again. She looked, understandably, tired. Somehow in my naive mind, I thought she’d pull through.
The next time I went to get blood drawn, it hit me like a ton of bricks. I asked the new front desk lady “Where’s April? She’s ok, right?” and the look I got back was all the answer I needed. I cried in the waiting room. I hate cancer.
From April’s obituary:
April Truitt MacDonald, 63, of Colington Harbour, passed away July 2, 2013 after a long battle with ovarian cancer.
What brought April the most joy was spending time with family and friends; whether here in the local community, down on Ocracoke Island, or anywhere good fellowship and company was to be had. April loved nature, especially bird-watching from her deck or camping with her family. She will be remembered most as a loving wife, dedicated mother, and loyal friend.
A caring a selfless man. Husband, and father of three girls. One of my surgeons. A Cowboys fan.
Dr. Amos did not die of cancer, but he lived his entire adult life fighting it on behalf of others. Like me.
It is with great sadness to announce that our beloved Markie passed away peacefully yesterday morning. At the time of his passing he was surrounded by his loving family. Our beautiful, perfect boy will always live on in our hearts and we take comfort in knowing Markie is now watching over us from beyond.
Through Markie’s journey your love, support and prayers have been such a comfort to him and our family. Words can never truly express what your kindness has meant to us.
To be brave is to cry
But still to fight on,
And that’s what you did
Our hero, our son.
The battle was hard
We thought we had won,
But still you fought on
Our hero, our son.
The happiness you brought
To the lives you have touched,
Will live on forever
As you are loved so much.
when we close our eyes we can see you,
When we whisper your name we can hear you,
And when we reach with our hearts we can touch you.
Goodnight our hero, our son, our Markie,
You are just a child
But you have died a man.
Markie Cosca Jr. Tribute Video 1
Without a doubt – the most difficult tribute I’ve ever made. He was so, so pure and full of love and light. I am honored to have met him. And sometimes feel guilty – how did I make it through, and he did not, when he had SO MUCH MORE to give. It is just not fair.
Alex was a sage and thoughtful person, wise beyond his years. Artistic in nature, his life on the Outer Banks was reflected in his music, surfing and most of all his painting.
Alexander A. “Alex” Lassiter, born October 2, 1989, was an Outer Banks native and graduate of First Flight High School.
On March 12, 2013 Al succumbed to a rare form of cancer after a long and courageous fight.
A memorial paddle out is the way the surfing community says good bye to fellow surfers that have passed. Eric Gardner and Alex Lassiter were two local surfers, both passed earlier this year. It was chosen to wait till this date, giving the water time to warm and favorable conditions. It was perfect.
you taught me to live and love freely and I am forever grateful. time goes quickly but the heartache never gets easier. miss you Al 💕
Sometimes in my tears I drown, but I never let it get me down.
So when negativity surrounds, I know some day it’ll all turn around.
Happy Thanksgiving all. I am so very thankful to be alive today. I am thankful also for my loving family who carried me through this past year. And my fabulous extended family and friends.
This last year has been hard but the blessings that came along with it will last a lifetime and I am thankful for that as I look toward the future. Thank you everyone who touched my life this last year. It’s been humbling. I love you all!
OCTOBER 27, 1980 – NOVEMBER 6, 2011
In January 2010, Sarah began having mysterious medical problems that were diagnosed in April of that same year as Stage IV Adrenal Cortical Carcinoma. She underwent a seven-hour surgery at Duke Medical Center and returned to teaching with six weeks, determined to beat the odds of this dreadful terminal cancer. There were no chemotherapy drugs known to be effective, yet she approached her challenge with such a positive attitude and a decision to research all her options, and did all in her power to think “outside the box.” Her desire to return to teaching – the desire of her heart – helped her keep up the fight against cancer. Unfortunately, none of the clinical trial drugs proved effective against this aggressive and rare form of cancer and Sarah Lindsey Gupta left this world on November 6, 2011. Her beauty, positive attitude and grace in the midst of trials, taught everyone she touched both how to live and how to die.
Third Place Winner at SOS contest at the Baum Center. Made by my friend Nancy Proctor’s sister Michele while visiting last week. And dedicated to me! as I posted today that I am cancer-free.
Ah Ah Ah, Staying Alive! Staying Alive.
It is made up of mirror tiles surrounded by little lights. Will look great hanging over your dining room table! (hahaha) How cool is that!
So my husband’s cousin owns (the best) breakfast spot in Boston, In a Pickle. This year he had his staff paint his restaurant pink! What an honor to be included. Thanks, Tim!
Hi Susan We recently painted the walls of ‘The Pickle’ pink to help raise awareness and raise funds for Breast Cancer. We are asking customers and staff to write names of family and loved ones on our wall to support or memorialize them. I wrote your name up there. I thought you might want a photo of it. Best Wishes and Good Luck!
One of the brightest minds of our time. No one is immune
So I’m just waiting for the rainbow.
I had the most wonderful day ever today! Family, friends and Rubber Pants! Good times!! Thank you so much to everyone who came out. We are humbled and overwhelmed. … now for a much needed nap…
I have in all honesty been either focusing on the very core elements of battling cancer (pain management, symptom control, simply keeping myself alive by breathing in and out and sometimes nothing more) or… When the chemo fog begins to lift … Getting myself back I to work any hour I can spare – keeping my nose above the water and trying to stay ahead of the bills. a VERY close second is spending some time with my family. It generally comes in little spurts but I do try to spend some one on one time with each of them as often as I can. It’s hard to fit it all in – I’ve got about a week of dealing w chemo and then a week of work/family and I’m exhausted. And then back to chemo.
This sweet husband of mine. My family offered to shave their heads as support for me while I went through chemo. My thoughts were “That’s Crazy! I HATE bald heads right now. I don’t want to see you or anyone with a bald head. No… in fact., I’ve always wanted to see you with long hair.” Which to my husband is a huge hassle – washing and drying and combing – who needs that mess?
But he agreed, and so did my sons and daughter. No one in the family had a haircut for a year. I loved all of it; they all had long hair for me. They’re all so handsome. But, none of them liked it like I did – so it was hard to get a picture.
My daddy died tonight. At home, surrounded by love. He’s really missed.
Learning the careful balancing act of all the meds – trying to be pain free and coherent in the same day is proving to be more difficult than I expected.
You may have heard we did not have good news in that the cancer has spread beyond the breast and so I had to have the lymph nodes yanked as well. Still do not know what “Stage” it is but we’ll prolly know Tuesday.
This morning was very painful but the home health nurse has now come and set me up. Feeling a little better. I’m sure I’m not making any sense but I wanted to post an update and thank everyone again for such a huge outpouring of love and support and the meals.
Thank you all so much !!!
Alright. I’m going to go pack my bag and get to bed. I’ve got cancer’s ass to kick very early in the morning and I don’t wanna be late.
Thanks everyone for your love and prayers. It’s been humbling.
Let’s DO THIS!
Just a note to say Thank You to everyone who has been reaching out to us lately. I finally went public and posted the news on Facebook and the outpouring of love and wishes and prayers has been humbling!
Between Facebook and here, I have heard from childhood friends (like, pre elementary school!) and school friends, high school, college, past co-workers, friends of my parents, and even some people I don’t even know. It’s amazing.
Surgery is Wednesday, and now that Christmas has stopped hogging my attention, I am starting to fret the surgery more. I know it’s not the biggest hurdle coming up, it’s surely not going to be any more difficult than 3 cesarean deliveries I’ve done….. but still, I can’t do anything about anything ’til it’s over and done so I can’t stop thinking about it.
Just looking forward to having this behind me and getting back to my family and to work.
Thanks again, y’all. Your words and prayers are carrying me a long long way!