Nov20SunNovember 20, 2016
“The Harder I work, the Luckier I get!”
After I was diagnosed with cancer in the brain, bone marrow, and blood, the oncologist said, "Unfortunately there is no cure, this is incurable. The other choice I had was to focus on two things, "With God all things are possible!", and "God needs no help healing, just no interference, all I have to do is figure out what is interfering with my healing!" It was so hard to sleep at night; I was so scared to fall asleep only to wake in the middle of the night thinking about what that doctor said, "There is no cure". Instead I had to fill that thought in my mind over and over with, "God needs no help healing, just no interference!" I had to shift that negative thinking to myself to positive thinking! I began searching on the internet for people who overcame this sort of cancer. I wanted to fill my mind with the reality that YES this is possible to beat.
I looked back at my life, looked at all my success, and thought about how lucky I had been. But then I realized, "I WORKED HARD AND THAT IS HOW I'VE GOTTEN SO LUCKY!" I knew that every time I had heard that voice saying, "There is no cure", I looked back at my past and realized that I could accomplish anything if I worked hard enough. Because I shifted my mindset to realizing, "This is possible", I began working hard at reversing my cancer and living. I began the journey of healing and the first priority was to go to Reno, NV, where I was away from my children for 3 weeks, leaving my office, stopped coaching and more. I sat in a room with 20 other cancer patients for over 3 hrs a day putting I.V. needles in my veins, with Vitamin C and PolyMVA, among others, I took about 100 pills a day, I had to never, ever eat sugar or anything that turned to sugar, which wasn't too hard for the first month because I had a feeding tube in my stomach. I had lost over 30lbs and it was almost impossible to even walk up a flight of stairs without taking a break. But despite all of this I knew I had to gain my weight and strength back in order to live. So I would go to the gym daily, as hard as it was, starting on the bike and pedaling about 7mph for about 10 seconds and stop. I eventually worked my way up to 20mph for 1 minute but it took weeks. I had no strength or muscle left, so I would lift 5lbs to begin with; you can't imagine how I felt being in the gym where I used to be strong. At that time I could barely even pick up a weight, but I knew, if I kept working hard and pushing myself, that I would get better and better.
They told me it was possible I will never speak again and I would possibly be on the feeding tube, which I already had to use, forever! Wow!! I knew as bad as it was, I could still beat cancer!! I knew if I worked hard enough and kept moving forward, I could get through this!!
Every day was work, not only was I back in the office working full time; I was back to doing one-on-one coaching calls with ML doctors. I had a soft, but thank God, at least somewhat of a voice, and at the same time at lunch daily I would sit for 2 hrs with more I.V. needles in my veins. Again, I kept saying to myself, "Don't stop!" As hard as it was some days to fight what they said was "incurable" and get back to work in the office and with coaching, I knew the harder I worked, the luckier I would get.
As of two weeks ago my blood work and tests showed no active cancer! I spent 2 weeks in Spain cleansing, detoxifying, and healing for good measure. I am eating normal again with no feeding tube and my voice is almost back in full! Again, is it luck? I don't know. But I do know that every day I worked my a—off! I will continue to work hard to save my life, and thousands of other lives, because I know for me as well as for everyone reading this, "The harder you work, I promise you the more luck and success you will get in life!!"