Oh gosh. I had 1 moderna, didn't go back for 2nd. I have and am doing things preventatively. I had Stage III breast cancer when I was 32. It was then I found out I have the BRCA1 gene. I had a bilateral mastectomy, chemo and radiation. Once I recovered from that I had a complete hysterectomy as that is what was recommended. The gene puts you at risk for other cancers. I am sick reading this.
this is not medical advice, if my wife were in your shoes, she'd be on clo2, and a lot of cabanas. I would have a rife machine ready to go and I would look into that dog medicine, I think begins with f and study it. And don't forget to check out Rick Simpson's oil, and learn how to make it. Good Luck to you.
look up clo2 on your favorite search engine, cannabis, I must have spelt it wrong, is dope, pot, mary jane (my morning brownie is kicking in) Look up RIFE MACHINE and then read this. These are not my words:
Where to begin?
Gastroenteropancreatic Neuroendocrine Tumors (GEP-NETs). I had dual carcinoma and gastrinoma versions (tumors produce gastin and serotonin), no known treatment, no known cure.
This time last year, I was told I needed to mentally prepare to begin hospice care for the incurable, advanced, distant, rare (fill in the blank “you’re genuinely fucked” adjective) form of cancer. I was given a “best guess” date range of June-July to start hospice. My rare cancer has no recovery, no remission. It is a death sentence.
I did not curl up into a ball. I am a defender. I am a fighter. I am a "laugh at the face of defeat" person.
I had herniated from my super Whipple and a very large desmoid tumor surgeries. I had half an American football protruding below my sternum and half of a soccer sticking out beside where my navel once was. So they fix this by opening me up to put in a chainlink fence across my belly and they then openly declined to debulk my existing tumors, I realized their plan for me was only to die “peacefully" versus living longer.
In other words: Time was to research and grasp better straws
I hit better than gold.
Joe Tippens. MyCancerStory.Rocks
To put it mildly, I was in very, very, very poor health at the end of May of this year. My CT and blood/urine tests showed and proved that.
On 06/01/21, I began taking 888mg fenbenazole and 800mg HCQ daily. I experienced an unbelievable improvement in my health and reduction in my GEP-NET, post Whipple symptoms.
Again, other than literally cutting all the tumors out, there is NO officially known cure for my cancer.
Today, after using fenbenazole and HCQ and curcumin and Omega-3 oil and prayers and not giving up, I received CAT scan results that showed NO cancer tumors. None. Anywhere.
For years, my CAT scans noted stopping my tumors count at 180. Today? None found.
DYOR. I am witness. Please hear me. Fight. I won. You can win.
Oh gosh. I had 1 moderna, didn't go back for 2nd. I have and am doing things preventatively. I had Stage III breast cancer when I was 32. It was then I found out I have the BRCA1 gene. I had a bilateral mastectomy, chemo and radiation. Once I recovered from that I had a complete hysterectomy as that is what was recommended. The gene puts you at risk for other cancers. I am sick reading this.
this is not medical advice, if my wife were in your shoes, she'd be on clo2, and a lot of cabanas. I would have a rife machine ready to go and I would look into that dog medicine, I think begins with f and study it. And don't forget to check out Rick Simpson's oil, and learn how to make it. Good Luck to you.
I'm sorry what is clo2 and what do you mean by cabanas? What dog medicine? It os an actual dog medicine? Did I miss that in the article?
look up clo2 on your favorite search engine, cannabis, I must have spelt it wrong, is dope, pot, mary jane (my morning brownie is kicking in) Look up RIFE MACHINE and then read this. These are not my words:
Where to begin?
Gastroenteropancreatic Neuroendocrine Tumors (GEP-NETs). I had dual carcinoma and gastrinoma versions (tumors produce gastin and serotonin), no known treatment, no known cure.
This time last year, I was told I needed to mentally prepare to begin hospice care for the incurable, advanced, distant, rare (fill in the blank “you’re genuinely fucked” adjective) form of cancer. I was given a “best guess” date range of June-July to start hospice. My rare cancer has no recovery, no remission. It is a death sentence.
I did not curl up into a ball. I am a defender. I am a fighter. I am a "laugh at the face of defeat" person.
I had herniated from my super Whipple and a very large desmoid tumor surgeries. I had half an American football protruding below my sternum and half of a soccer sticking out beside where my navel once was. So they fix this by opening me up to put in a chainlink fence across my belly and they then openly declined to debulk my existing tumors, I realized their plan for me was only to die “peacefully" versus living longer.
In other words: Time was to research and grasp better straws
I hit better than gold.
Joe Tippens. MyCancerStory.Rocks
To put it mildly, I was in very, very, very poor health at the end of May of this year. My CT and blood/urine tests showed and proved that.
On 06/01/21, I began taking 888mg fenbenazole and 800mg HCQ daily. I experienced an unbelievable improvement in my health and reduction in my GEP-NET, post Whipple symptoms.
Again, other than literally cutting all the tumors out, there is NO officially known cure for my cancer.
Today, after using fenbenazole and HCQ and curcumin and Omega-3 oil and prayers and not giving up, I received CAT scan results that showed NO cancer tumors. None. Anywhere.
For years, my CAT scans noted stopping my tumors count at 180. Today? None found.
DYOR. I am witness. Please hear me. Fight. I won. You can win.
Thank you so much. I appreciate the further information.
Mycancerstory.rocks
Jane McLelland