Petra's Healing Journey

Fundraiser link – https://www.gofundme.com/f/save-petras-boobs?qid=dbf598a99914ac366a572ce9a338dcdf

I can’t believe I made a blog!

Wow!

So this is all very new stuff for me, I’m a die-hard technophobe, so social media is something I try to avoid. I use Facebook (or faecesbook is I’ve always called it), to access a few groups, but I never really post anything on it. I feel now that it’s time to make some changes. I’ve been talking about writing a blog for years, and this feels like the perfect time to start!

Getting this blog up and running was not easy! It’s involved several days of hard work, frustration, and I’ve been close to tears several times! Last night I nearly threw my computer out of the window. Before I went to bed, feeling defeated, I gave my log in details to my dad, and whatever he did seems to have worked.

Thanks Pops.

UPDATE! After enlisting the help of my wonderful friend Giorgos in Greece, the rest of my blog posts are now accessible on this site, I think you just have to hit the Blog button at the top right hand corner (I think this appears as two lines on the mobile site).

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My mission

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.

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 make cancer spread. 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!

So here’s a bit of background…

As those who know me know, 3 years ago I had a spiritual awakening, which changed my life in many ways. This came about after losing 5 people I loved and my dog in the space of a few months. I was a bit broken. A friend offered me a reiki session, I went along with no expectations, happy to be in a calm space and feel pampered for an hour. As soon as she got near my heart chakra, tears started streaming down my face. I cried for two days. I woke up the next morning and I felt different. I discovered in the following days that I couldn’t eat meat, or drink alcohol, or take the prescription medication I was on, (which was quite a lot). I knew I had to meditate every day, and I suddenly had the answers to some big questions, about God, and why we’re here, aliens, and I knew with absolute certainty that I planned my life before I was born.

I pretty much went from being an impulsive and unreliable hedonist, to being really quite sensible and reliable, with my head screwed on, overnight! I had been an indulger of everything from a young age, and if I’m totally honest, often a liability in my friendship group, I was definitely mellowing a little with age, but could never picture myself becoming tee-total!
It just goes to show you, you never know what’s around the corner!!

So back to present day. Right now I’m working in Greyfriar’s Bobby’s Bar in town, where I work in the busy little restaurant, which I love! My boss is a diamond, and all the people who work there are lovely. I’m the oldest person in the building by quite along way, as most of the staff are students and youngsters, and I feel like a mother hen, in a big nest full of cute little chicks. My colleague Triona calls me Mamma Bear!

I am doing an online course in Life Coaching, and a Diploma in Nutrition, and hope to become a Life Coach somewhere down the line. I figure I’ve made enough mistakes now to qualify me as an expert in what not to do!

When I got my diagnosis 3 months ago, I didn’t even know what DCIS was, and for anyone who hasn’t seen my fundraiser, where I explain what it is, DCIS stands for Ductal Carcinoma in Situ, also known as Stage 0 cancer, which is a confusing term, but it basically means cancer cells inside the breast ducts that is unable to spread. It comes in 3 grades, low, medium and high, depending on how fast it’s growing. Mine is high grade, so is growing quickly, but still not invasive. Surprisingly, my diagnosis didn’t phase me at all. Maybe that’s because I had prepared myself for much worse, considering my grandmother died of breast cancer and my mum also had breast cancer a decade or so ago, I had prepared myself for the worst case scenario. The first thing out of my mouth to the consultant was, ‘I’m not gonna have surgery, I’m going to treat it naturally.’ I was smiling. My consultant seemed a bit unnerved, and commented that I seemed very relaxed and calm, which was unusual (I’m guessing most people get quite upset when she says the word cancer, and suggests they have their boob chopped off!).

I somehow knew this was part of my path, and I had chosen it. And my next thought was, this will make a good opener for my book. The book I’ve been talking about writing for two decades, which is now in full swing! And my next thought was, maybe that’s why I chose to have this experience, to give me the kick up the arse I needed to start writing my book, which I feel is my life’s work, and part of my purpose in this lifetime. But then, after speaking to friends and family, and further tests and MRI’s and scans, and pressure from my consultant, (the MRI had shown that the tumour was bigger than expected and could possibly be invasive further in, so she wanted to do another biopsy), the waters got muddy. Nearly everyone was very keen for me to go ahead with the surgery. I was worried about my mum, who is 82, and had the same diagnosis a decade or so ago, and had a lump removed successfully. I hadn’t told her about my diagnosis yet, and I knew that if I didn’t go ahead with the surgery, I would need to keep my diagnosis a secret from her, which would’ve been really difficult for me as we are very close and speak every day. So I decided I should go ahead with the surgery. I told the hospital and an appointment was made with a plastic surgeon to discuss my reconstruction.

On the morning of my final biopsy appointment, I rang the hospital and said I wasn’t coming in. I figured that if I was having a mastectomy anyway, they could test it when it came out. My first biopsy had changed the shape of the tumour and I’ve had pain in it ever since, where before it was completely painless. It felt wrong to poke and prod at it. The mammogram felt wrong as well, squashing a cancerous tumour flat and sticking needles into it and biting bits off it, felt like poking an angry dog. It felt wrong, and if there’s one thing I’ve learned over the years, it’s that instincts are never wrong.

During the week that followed I was in utter turmoil. The decision to have surgery felt wrong. It was great being able to talk to my mum about it, but something inside me was telling me it wasn’t the right decision. I decided to meditate on it, which then lead me to launch myself head first into researching my condition. I joined support groups, and spoke to countless women about their experiences, both who had chosen to
have surgery, and also those who had chosen 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 instantly felt lighter and at peace. Part of me was gutted that I wouldn’t be getting a free boob job, tummy tuck, and 6 weeks off work, being able to chill out and write all day, but those are the wrong reasons to have major surgery.

I spoke to my daughter, and my parents and friends about it, and while they have concerns and worries, they have seen that I have researched this thoroughly, and have put their trust in me and my decision. Even my sister and cousin, who I knew would be my biggest opposers have been really supportive, and I am
overwhelmingly grateful for that.

So the journey begins. I started on one of the alternative treatments I’ve been researching that is having good results, Febendazole nearly a week ago. It was the only thing I was able to afford at that time. It works better in conjunction with Ivermectin, which you may have heard of, it’s a very old and very safe drug, and is amazing for curing covid, they are doing trials to get it introduced and prescribed for that. Both of these medicines have been around for a long time, and very safe, but Ivermectin is very hard to get hold of in this country so I have to import it from abroad which is expensive. For these medicines to work well, you need to be in good health, avoiding stress and taking good quality supplements, and this fundraiser will allow me to do that. Good quality Vitamin C&D, berberine, soursop, turmeric, fulvic minerals and NAC, also turkey tail mushrooms, which are known as the ‘cancer mushrooms’ and very good at destroying cancer cells.
Red light therapy is also something I’d love to try that seems to be working really well for people, urine therapy, RSO (Rick Simpson cannabis oil, which I’m not going to take as it’s super expensive and I don’t wanna be stoned all the time, or in fact at all – how times have changed!!), and believe it or not, potato poultices! There is a myriad of alternative treatments that are working for people with all kinds of cancer at all stages. Some people are curing their cancer simply by changing their diet. Cancer feeds on sugar and carbohydrates, and can’t survive in an alkaline environment. If they made our water supply alkaline, that would be a start!

I will be posting some links to find some of the books and videos I’ve found in the days to come.

I just imagine I’ve got a little monster in my boob who feeds on sugar and carbs and stress, and it’s my mission to starve it to death! I’m gonna attack it from every angle, it doesn’t stand a chance! In 3 months time, if it hasn’t shrunk, I will eat my hat – and it’s a pretty big hat (but doesn’t contain any sugar or carbs!!)

Thank you from the bottom of my heart for joining me on this journey of healing. It means the world to me.

I will post again soon!

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