AUTHOR LEE DURMAJ CANCER SURVIVOR WITHOUT RADIATION - PART THREE
The Fight with my body
A Survivor after being diagnosed with Uterus and Ovarian Cancer
It was my decision not to have Chemotherapy or Radiation. [Part 3]
I was to return to see my specialist five weeks after being discharged from hospital. An appointment was made. I was to then give my decision as to what I was going to do. In the mean time I decided to do some research on my own on the net. I read everything I could get my hands on about treatments, surgeries and the cancer that I had. The survival rate with the treatments, the side effects. How the treatments impact on the body.
When I had my post operative visit the Specialist was very happy with my healing, there were no indication of any problems. He actually found it remarkable how well I healed.
I told him I felt a small lump developing on my right side of my abdomen. He checked it out and told me to wait until my next visit with him in three months time, it may only be scar tissue.
As time passed I felt the lump was getting larger, I started to think the worst. I decided to dismiss the thoughts; I will deal with whatever comes to be. I had a dream about my dad; he had passed away in 1992. I was telling him about the lump he laid his hand where the lump was and told me not to worry all will be fine, he then embraced me.
When I went back to see my specialist I told him about the lump getting larger. He examined me and he decided it was best to remove it and have it tested. A hospital date was set for another surgery. I cannot remember what I thought, sometimes we just go numb it is easier not to feel anything. Family and friends were told, prayers continued as did well wishes. The day came and off I went, when I returned to my bed I saw a large bandage across my abdomen, it seemed the cut was larger than the one I had for the hysterectomy, a little concerned as to why.
When my Specialist came he explained, apparently he removed a one kilo lump, just over two pounds. We had to wait a few days to know what the tests results were. The recovery went well otherwise. Finally the day came the tests had been finalized and it was all just fatty tissue, no cancer anywhere. Thank God! Another post operative appointment was made. All was well everything was healing.
For the first year I saw my specialist every three months. Now I see him every six months. I know this is important because I did not undergo any treatments. It keeps my mind at rest as well. It will be seven years this Christmas I will be cancer free.
I also had a BCC skin cancer removed from my nose, a few months after the last surgery.
I was diagnosed at the same time I had the uterus cancer. This one had to wait until all other surgeries were completed. Altogether I had undergone four surgeries in seven months.
I finally decided that I was going to do all I could to improve my immune system by keeping my body healthy. I decided to check the labels of every item of food that I bought making sure there were no chemicals or additives, trans- fats, canola or vegetable oil in them. I would not eat any diet food only natural foods, I washed all my fruit and vegetables well in warm water were possible. I read about vitamins, herbs and minerals, what was needed for the body to function well. I had to consider if the medication I was taking would have any ill effects with the natural products I was going to use. You need to either check with your doctor or a naturopath.
I also included a range of products from Rachway to boost my immune system. This consists of Fermented Papaya Products. These products I have only started using about a year ago.
No wonder my immune system broke down one year after everything. I caught the flu in May 2006. I was sick for six weeks, then in June 2006 something started happening to my body no one could explain what or why. I was going through an immune system breakdown where my skin peeled to raw flesh for sixteen months, I lost all my body hair and insulation under my skin, my blood started to clot, and no one knew what to do. That is another story.
Life is very fragile and precious,
By Leokadia Durmaj
Copyright © 1st September 2011