“Caring for the whole person: body, mind and spirit.
Sharing the healing power of faith, hope and love;
Advancing medical science to end cancer one person at a time.”
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FLIGHT TO THE STATES
I finally found a watch I like (never wear one), courtesy of British Airways duty free catalogue. You can’t see it well, but it it royalblue and chunky. Yum.
My companion* and dear friend Catherine also has a deeply debilitating disease called EDS so here we are being wheeled through Atlanta airport together.
*Early in its history the clinic realised that their patients did 20% better with a companion so all their hospital rooms have a patient bed and hotel bed. Catherine offered to come with me so I could leave my daughter at home with her Dad while I’m here. More about her in other posts.
Weekend stopover in Atlanta with friends
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Sometimes you can live a perfect life in a single day: tears of grief, peels of laughter, exchanges of mutual tenderness and swollen moments of unexpected peace. These two glorious days with my dear friends Catherine, Elaine, Tom and Peggy left me in no doubt that I am loved and imbued me with an unbridled joy that now colours many of my precious days on earth.
From the freezing temperatures in Atlanta to the balmy warmth of Tijuana, Mexico. Blue sea, big sky treatment begins before any pill is taken or catheter inserted.
After a bumpy start at the Oasis of Hope, Dr Contreras lifted my spirits with his incredible warmth, professionalism and depth of experience. He is like a priest and a doctor rolled into one. He has a wicked sense of humour and literally exudes hope. He lives his brand.
Low glycaemic organic breakfast with instant friends Steve and Cathy. Cathy was the first person I met here and she has exactly the same cancer as me – lungs, lymph nodes, bones and brain. She and her husband radiate beauty and faith. They made our first week here very gentle. Check out the light pouring off their faces. Can you believe she is seriously sick?
Several hours of IV drips a day: mega doses of Vitamin C and B17 every week day and mineral detox every Saturday (plus coffee enemas, but I will spare you the visuals of that thrilling experience).
Running out of veins after a week here. They put new catheters in every other day due to ozone therapy which requires a new one each time. But I’ll take it over chemo any day.
Ozone therapy (above) three times a week: taking blood out, filling it with oxygen and putting it back in because cancer cells hate oxygen.
Tumours hate heat so here I am being heated up to 41 degrees Celcius to take out the bad guys! They knock you out at fever pitch because it’s too intense and you sweat like you’ve run a marathon. Exhausting, but effective I am told. This has been common practice in Germany for thirty years, but is not available in the UK. Urgh. Dr Carlos on the left is passionate about Shakespeare and waxes lyrical about Hamlet (tears in his eyes) while I turn into a lobster.