Cancer Chronicles 2/12/00

by stevadore

Posted to Stories on 2001-12-14 07:51:00

Saturday 2/12/00:

I was offered the promotion at work, but they didn’t want to give me a review along with it. Not even a guarantee after a few months or so. I told my boss ‘no thanks’. I would gladly take on more responsibility, but I need to be reimbursed for it.

The more I think about it, the more I realize how ridiculous their offer was. ‘Take it or leave it’. So I left it. And to think I went to this stupid company for the growth opportunity. So now I’m casually looking for something else. I hate to stress Heidi out with all this job crap. Who really needs it anyway?

Getting back to the cancer. We’ve been hearing a bit of feedback from supposed friends about our alternative approach to curing this disease. Some friends have intoned that maybe Heidi doesn’t have cancer at all, or even a brain tumor for that matter. These are people who put all of their faith in conventional medicine and when something different comes along that they’re unfamiliar with, their little sense of security gets invaded. After all, how could modern medicine be wrong? How could it fail? Don’t get me wrong, we aren’t against modern medicine. It obviously has an important place. But we had to be realistic here. Conventional medicine didn’t catch Heidi’s tumor. Isn’t that the whole point? Back in August, when she had her stroke, conventional medicine’s answer was a $10,000 aspirin and a slew of tests that didn’t show a thing. I remember looking over the shoulder of the emergency room neurologist as he was checking out the cat-scans explaining what he was looking for. He found nothing and then he turns around and asks me if my wife is a coke addict! What a dick! Does she look like a coke addict? No, it’s just a symptom of an addict – sorry I asked, he says. Anyway, if so called ‘unconventional’ holistic tests could pick up a brain tumor that medical experts couldn’t, then certainly holistic methods could treat it, right?

I wish more people would have an open mind about these things. At least they should learn a little bit about it before they dismiss it outright. After all, it could save their life one day. Maybe they just find it too hard to believe that something so serious could be treated with herbs and diet and supplements rather than drugs. Maybe its too difficult for them to fathom that building up the body instead of tearing it apart could produce such remarkable results in less than a month.

I’m convinced that there must be so many natural cures and remedies to things that we hardly even know about. My hat goes off to these people who are forging ahead with such unpopular research. I wish I could get involved somehow and be of help.

I think that when you get right down to it, when people hear about this kind of thing they get scared. They see it work. They see it produce results. But it scares them deep down ‘cause it requires change. Change of heart, change of mind, change of habit, change of diet. A whole lot of changes. And let’s face it. The average person doesn’t want to change. We like our comfort zones, plain and simple. I’m not saying it’s right or wrong, it’s just the way it is. Modern medicine treats people while allowing them to keep all nice and cozy in their comfort zone. Alternative medicine says, ‘Wait a minute. You want to beat this enemy? You have to change. You have to change the way you think about the kinds of products you consume and what you’re doing to your body and the environment’. Isn’t the underlying message behind alternative medicine one of a need to change our lifestyle? I think so. I think that kind of change shakes down modern medicine to its very core. It also has a helluva a lot to do with making money! Let’s not kid ourselves. And that brings me back full circle: wouldn’t more lives be saved from these dreadful diseases if the bottom line wasn’t money, but cooperation and education of the unknown? Alternative medicine is all about using natural methods, wherever hidden, to save peoples lives. Maybe it’s me, but I have yet to see a holistic practitioner with a couple of Mercedes-Benz’ parked in the driveway.

If Heidi stayed in her comfort zone when medicine told us they didn’t know what caused the stroke and to just take a baby aspirin every day for the rest of her life, then her life could very well be over right now. All the dizzy spells, the foggy eyesight, the unclear speech and fuzzy thinking wasn’t just her imagination. Is that what all our supposed friends think? Where were they when Heidi collapsed, paralyzed and unable to speak, on the bathroom floor at 1:00 am on August 28th? Where were they when I picked her up and carried her limp body to the couch and laid her down because she couldn’t move a muscle? Where were they when the neurologist was preparing me and George for the worst and the test results came back with nothing? I don’t know, but I do know one thing: they all would’ve faithfully shown up weeping and wailing for Heidi’s funeral. That one’s for certain.



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