Cancer Journal #12 Jan 11

        I had an appointment with the radiology oncologist today who intends to start me on a course of radiation therapy next week, Monday through Friday for four weeks. That had been the original plan. Although he was pleased with my low PSA number, he wasn’t so astonished that he’s reevaluating the plan. 20 zaps to the pelvic region. He explained that this should delay the day that things turn bad.

         I’ve been doing some other things to delay that day—or keep it from ever coming. No red meat, no sugar, a lot of broccoli and cauliflower. I am getting intravenous Vitamin C at the Spero Wellness Clinic in Chippewa Falls. It’s supposed to blow up cancer cells and leave good cells intact which seems like a good idea to me. More generally, it is to provide an overall boost to well-being. Each individual’s biochemistry responds differently to treatments of course so all that really happens is that chances get bumped up. 

         Spero Clinic is a functional medical facility, meaning that it seeks to identify and treat the underlying cause of disease. I’m to have an overall work-up in late February to try to identify deficiencies or imbalances in my body’s chemistry. Has an alternate medicine feel to it that I’m leery of but I think it’s OK. 

         I have also been engaging in a campaign of prayer, asking the Holy Spirit to wash me and telling the cancer to get out. Religious fanaticism? Well maybe. My subjective sense is that there is traction in what I’m doing, that things are happening.  Tell you what.  I’m willing to make myself the subject of an experiment. If the disease continues on it’s normal and expected course to its unhappy conclusion then… If the cancer does get washed or chased away, then remember my prayer—or consider it a testament to the power of broccoli, cauliflower and Vitamin C. I’m not insisting although I would certainly have my own theory.