If any of my relatives read this, please do not let my mother know what I write here. Mom has lung cancer, it is stable (meaning not progressing, she can live years yet, but her plate is overfilled). As I write this, I am battling skin cancer. I will not go through chemo again. This is the third time I am having to deal with cancer. The first time it was prostate and kidney. That one almost got me. The second time was skin cancer. So is this one. I have it on my chest, my back and elsewhere. I will go back to the doctors really soon. My last bout was a little over four years ago. Malignant, and I battled it myself with bloodroot and chelation. Now? I am bone tired and weary. It is not fun having absolutely no energy and being in pain constantly. I will win this one or will have given it my best effort. I used raw local honey as a topical, it helped, but now the rash and pustules are back. Death holds no terror for me, been there, done that. I just want to hang around for my grand children. They give me joy.
PEACE!!!
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