Petra's Healing Journey

So this blogging malarkey is all very new to me. I’m technically middle-aged, although that seems bizarre to me, as I still feel 19 most of the time. I’m also a die-hard technophobe, so social media and computers are things I generally try to avoid at all costs!

I’ve been talking about writing a blog for years, and this felt like the perfect time to start!

So here’s a bit of background…

In 2021 I had a spiritual awakening which changed my life in many ways.

I lost five people I loved and my dog, in the space of a few months, which pretty much broke me.

A friend offered me a free reiki session, so I went along with no expectations, just grateful to be in a calm space and feel pampered for an hour.

Id had reiki once or twice before, and hadn’t noticed any changes, but I’m not one of those lucky people who senses subtle changes in energy.

As soon as she got near my heart chakra, tears started streaming down my face. I cried on and off for two whole days. I felt different in days that followed. I discovered that I could no longer drink alcohol, or eat meat, or take any of the prescription medication I was on – which was quite a lot.

I suddenly knew I had to meditate every day, and had the answers to some big questions, about God, and why we’re here, and I knew with absolute certainty that I planned my life before I was born.

I’d been a hedonist from a young age, I was definitely mellowing with age, but had never pictured myself becoming tee-total!

It just goes to show, you never know what’s around the corner!!

In March 2024 I found a lump in my breast. I’d been single since I had my awakening, so nobody had been near my boobs in years, and regretfully, I never used to do the self-exams we’re supposed to do. Considering my grandmother died from breast cancer and my mother had breast cancer around a decade ago, you’d think I’d know better, but you’d be wrong.

I had it checked and was diagnosed with high grade DCIS and that I should consider having surgery sooner rather than later.

I didn’t even know what DCIS was. It basically means cancer cells inside the breast ducts that are unable to spread. Also known as stage zero cancer.

It comes in three grades, low, medium and high, depending on how fast it’s growing.

Mine is high grade (of course, I never do anything by half), so the cells are multiplying quickly, but it’s still not invasive.

My diagnosis didn’t phase me at all. Maybe because after finding the lump and considering my family history, I had prepared had prepared myself for the worst.

My consultant seemed a bit unnerved, and commented that I seemed very relaxed and calm, which was unusual – no doubt people usually get quite upset when she says the word cancer, and suggests they have their boob chopped off, quite understandably!

I somehow knew this was part of my path, and I had chosen it.

My next thought was that this would make a good opener for my book – the book I’ve been talking about writing for two decades, which I’m happy to report is now in full swing!

And my next thought was that maybe that’s why I chose to have DCIS, to give me the kick up the arse I needed to start writing my book, which I feel is part of my purpose in this lifetime.

There was a lot of pressure from my oncologist and most of my family and friends to have surgery, but the way I figured it, it was stage zero, so I had time to try other things before having a pretty important part of my body chopped off.

I meditated a lot, which lead me to burying myself in research. I joined support groups and spoke to lots of women about their experiences, both who had chosen to have surgery, and those who had opted to use alternative treatments. I watched lots of documentaries and read reports by oncologists and various other experts.

I emerged from this research feeling satisfied that I knew enough to make an informed decision.

After I made the choice not to go ahead with the surgery, I felt at peace. Part of me was gutted that I was turning down a free boob job, tummy tuck, and six weeks of being able to chill out and write all day, but those are the wrong reasons to have drastic surgery.

So the journey begins. I started on one of the alternative treatments I’ve already started one of the things I’ve been researching that is having good results, it’s called Febendazole. It was the only thing I was able to afford for the time being. It’s often used in conjunction with Ivermectin. Both of these medicines have been around for a long time, and are very safe and cheap, but hard to get hold of in this country, so I have to import it from abroad which is expensive.

You need to be in good health to take medicines like fenbendazole as it can put a strain on your liver. It’s important to be taking good quality supplements.

I’ve learned that cancer cell’s favourite food is glucose, so from now on I’ll just imagine I’ve got a little monster in my boob that feeds on sugar and carbs and it’s my mission to starve it to death!

Thank you for joining me on my journey of healing 💖

I will post again soon!

With Love,

Px

I hope this blog will inspire people to think outside the box.  If there one thing I’ve learned in the last three or four years, it’s that the people in charge aren’t always right, and don’t always have our best interests at heart.

My mission

We know ourselves best and we are the one person we can rely on to know what’s right for us.

How to keep ourselves healthy, in both body and mind, is something that should be taught to us in schools. In my opinion, food shouldn’t be allowed to be full of chemicals and carcinogens. The official war on cancer has sadly been lost. Maybe it’s time to start the war on carcinogens! In indigenous populations cancer is extremely rare, probably because their diet is made up of wholefoods. I think we need to go back to basics!

25 years ago it was 1 in 4 people getting cancer in their lifetime, now it’s 1 in 2, and considering how much money is raised every year for cancer research, it seems bizarre that we are still treating it in the same ways. You would think they would have made significant strides in coming up with less toxic treatments than radiation, but there’s been nothing. There is considerable evidence that mammograms and biopsies actually do more harm than good. The sad fact is that cancer treatment is big money for big pharmaceutical companies, who finance nearly all the medical research these days, so alternative treatments simply don’t get
funding, hence there being no official research trials for them – but that doesn’t mean they don’t work. My research has proven to me that they do. And if my blog inspires one person to rethink unnecessary surgery, and consider alternative treatments, then I consider that a win!