Having had numerous life-threatning Cancer diagnoses one would think that I'd be waving the “Fuck Cancer” slogan with big enthusiasm. On the contrary I have never used this popular expression and find it rather disturbing. The word Fuck, unless used in the bedroom, is a word filled with negative energy and hate. As Cancer is… Continue reading Why I don’t Fuck Cancer..
For about a years time starting around year 2013 I suffered from incredibly strong stomach cramps, a side effect due to many medical treatments I had gone through. These cramps would sometimes come as often as once/twice a week and were so strong that I would end up having to take morphine to bare the… Continue reading “You’re not sick, you’re thirsty..”
Dec 2011 scans showed that the cancer had metastasised to both lungs and parts of the skeleton. I went through a few rounds of chemo and had radiation done on the upper part of my spine. The pain from my spine required me to take morphine and apparently so for the rest of my life.… Continue reading Replacing meds with Yoga
One of the most common questions I get asked is what I believe to be the one thing that has helped me the most throughout my healing journey. I am alive today for one reason and one reason only, and that's thanks to having an incredibly strong "why". I believe this to be the most… Continue reading My why…