World Cancer Day is on My Birthday, February 4
World Cancer Day, February 4th
Isn't it ironic that it's my birthday on February 4th and that both my twin sister and I are breast cancer survivors?
As a cancer survivor, I only think of February 4th now, in a global way, and my heart goes out to all who have been touched by cancer in one way or another.
A day for embracing all cancer organizations that have the greatest intentions! I celebrate every individual who has faced a diagnosis or has a loved one in their life who has. I celebrate every dedicated doctor, nurse, and clinical staff who are dedicated to caring and healing. I celebrate every student of naturopathy, medicine, and the healing arts, every researcher and scientist who won't stop until they get the cures. I celebrate every volunteer who has taken the time and sat with someone suffering and scared, all the advocates, the friend, brother, sister, and stranger who was "just there for them” who gave their time and extra loving-kindness because they genuinely care. I thank the support groups, who moderate cancer support groups with integrity and compassion. Cancer groups are not easy to run because of the members going through the rollercoaster of varied emotions of mental weariness, broken-heartedness, PTSD, grief, fear, and overwhelming decisions they all must make.
More and more people are surviving with alternatives and integrative therapies for cancer. It is such a great day for me as a survivor because I have a twin sister who shares this day with me and is also a breast cancer survivor who did not use chemotherapy.
As a stage 4 breast cancer survivor who survived stage 4 breast cancer and embraced treatments from two different countries, I feel there is hope for us one day to have more treatments made available in other countries besides around the world.
Because of my sheer will to live and, after facing complications with conventional, I am a woman who had no other options made available to me when the standard was not an option because of difficulties with infection.
Chemotherapy was the "wrong choice for me," as sick as I was.
In 2010 when I had stage 4 breast cancer with metastasis to all lobes of my lungs and bones, my UCLA oncologist did what many oncologists think is the right thing to do. He told me to get my affairs in order and estimated that I had 3-12 months to live.
With that devastating news, I picked a hospital in another country like many others have done. In my case, I chose one named CMN Hospital in San Luis, Mexico, for alternative cancer treatments. Maybe one day, we will not have to leave our country to seek healthy remedies discovered right here in America.
I keep praying we will and that our insurance will cover them.
Visit World Cancer Day's website to share your cancer story; Your story matters. Share everything you have done to heal or try and heal your body. What worked and what did not work. The world needs to know.
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