Jumping through hoops

By now I’ve been through the hoops of the medical circuit. The surgeon called me and wanted me to come in so she can get started. Not once has she asked me what I want and how I’m dealing with this. What I think about the whole thing. She just wants to get started. Weird.

I’ve been seeing an alternative practitioner who has amazed me with what he has done. He does integrated manual therapy (IMT).  It’s no hocus pocus. He just listens to my body, looks at it and sets it back to where it needs to be. It’s as if he hits the reset button and it all goes back to normal.

The first time I went in there, I sat down on the chair and he said, “Your stomach is too high. I can see it on your shoulders.” Oh? So I lied down on the table and he said, “You were born naturally, but the embilical cord was wrapped around your neck.” True. Three times. How did he know that? He said he could see it on my stomach and liver. Because the embilical cord is attached to the inside too, and it pulled hard, which caused things to go out of whack on the inside.

So he set it right.

Then he noticed my lungs needed to be put back down, because with the stomach being too high, my lungs were also too high.

Oh, and the arteries needed to be freed too, so the lymph system would flow better.

Then he went over my right hand and said, “Here it is. This is the cause. You fell one time really hard and landed on your wrist.” No, the left hand was just the thumb, but my right hand was hit and caused the whole arm to be blocked. So he loosened the wrist, and my left thumb. Now everything was flowing again, the toxins could get out of my system. Just keep on eating your vegan diet and drink some seaweed powder every day to get those toxins out and we’ll start with that.

I was so tired after that.

I felt him moving things, I felt things being loosened and even felt the flow better. He was right. It was no hocus pocus. Just getting the body back into alignment to work properly again.

Oh and then my physician came by! He actually knocked on the door and came in to see how I was doing. This guy already doesn’t qualify as a healer in my eyes. He always smells of cigarette smoke and looks very unhealthy.

So he asked how I was doing in my head and how my partner is dealing with the whole thing. I said it’s all good. We are very positive about it all. He asked what the protocol is and what they want to do. I told him, but said I don’t want to do the chemo therapy. He said I shouldn’t wait too long with treatment. When he stood up, he coughed a few times, wheezing cough, into his right hand. Complained about his back hurting and then shook my hand (with his right hand).

Yuck. I had to wash my hand afterward. There has got to be a better way. I know my insurance will let me go to another doctor, but there is only one in my small town. So when I’m done with this, I’m going to look for another.

What a difference from night to day with the healers available.

I’m going to have to tell the surgeon she has no client in me. I know it’s part of my healing process. Too long, like forever, I have been too appeasing to others and I have always had a hard time saying no. This process will make me a different person and I will say no more than once before I get through it.

You know the Lord is helping you grow when you get multiple chances to change and that change is for your own good.

People think I am crazy, because I have refused Chemo Therapy. I think people are crazy for going through with it. Why would I poison my body in order to make it better? What part of killing off your good cells will help you fight against the bad? It’s like telling someone to cut off all their hair, because that will make it grow better. Or better yet, bleach it several times, until it falls off, because it will grow back healthier.

Would you do that? If someone told you to cut off your big toe, in order to save your other 4 from getting nail fungus, would you do it?

Would you drink a household cleaner, to clean out your insides, because you had a problem with your organs?

What would it take for you to go that far? Chemo therapy costs €10k per month. And every doctor that signs you up for this gets a €600 / month bonus. Yes, they want to help, but they also want to keep their clients, so they get a bonus every month. If my hospital is seeing 200 new breast cancer patients every year, that is roughly 1 new patient per working day. That’s a great bonus!

I know my insurance will pay for everything. That is not the question. But I can’t get over the part that it kills my body. I am going to live until I’m 90 guys. And chemo isn’t part of the plan.

So, go vegan.

I haven’t been this excited about something this big since my mission and I was talking about the Gospel of Jesus Christ every day! 🙂 I want to shout out to the world to go VEGAN and clean up your health problems.

Beware of all the hoops and make sure you get the right information.



Ok, I have to be honest with you. I didn’t go into this whole cancer thing uneducated. I’ve known several people with cancer in the past years and I was really interested in what you can do to get it, prevent it and cure it. There is so much “hype” about cancer and when you see statistics that 1 in 3 will get cancer, well, with my own family of 9, it’s not too hard to do the math. So I thought it was better to be prepared.

So in the past years, I’ve read a lot, really, A LOT of articles, books, blogs, you name it, about cancer and healthy lifestyle. It was as if I already knew what I should be doing, what I could do and what would cure it.

But I wasn’t doing it. No, I would convince myself I was eating pretty healthy, I rarely ate meat, or any dairy products. I regulary ate vegetables and fruit. But for me the killer was sugar and flour. Yes, I have a softspot for cakes, cookies and chocolate.

Did you know that disease happens when your body is in dis-ease? And disease can grow in your body when it is in an acidic state. So the natural solution would be to get your body to an alkaline state. What would you be willing to give up in order to get your body to an alkaline state and cause disease to be cancelled out?

So in a way, I was prepared for this.

The first day I heard about having cancer, June 1, I messaged my friend to see if she knew anyone with a winning natural protocol that included essential oils and vitamins. Voila! She did. 🙂  AND she knew someone who had been through cancer and treated it in a natural way. This was gold to me. So I got her contact details and called her.  This was a VERY helpful telephone call.

On top of that, my friend gave me a great immune support protocol. I started right away. Most everything I already had in my house, I just needed more.

Two weeks into the protocol and I was also two weeks into the tests, I had not slept well. I’m sure it was the stress and warm weather. Already 6 kilo lighter on the scale, my skin started looking tighter and better.

The only thing was that I was more and more convinced this was good for me. I researched many sites to find out more information on surviving and curing cancer. While the doctors talked more about killing me off, very slowly. Why don’t doctors learn about nutrition and natural methods in school? Why does it all have to do with the pharmaceuticals? I’m sure you know the answer to that one too.

As of June 2, I have been completely Vegan. No sugar, no glutin, no dairy or meat products. I juice vegetables and fruits several times a day. I eat fresh salads with key ingredients that ensure a good recycling of vitamins. I take several vitamins and minerals for immune support. Also, I take several supplements for detoxification, probiotics, cleansing and cellular support. Almost every essential oil I read about that was good in helping your body heal breast cancer, I use several times every day. Since June 2 the only grain I have had was brown rice or quinoa. I even drink seaweed powder. Good for my body, not so much for my tongue.

And the results are already amazing! The bump in my armpit has gotten smaller. Really Jenn? Aren’t you just wishfull thinking? No, really, it’s smaller. I feel great too! Emotionally, I’m a bit tired. This has had a major effect on me. But physically, I feel and look great!

The Oncologist wanted to do 24 weeks of chemo, the Surgeon wants to amputate everything, including the lymph nodes. Don’t you need those? And the Radiotherapist wants to radiate the whole  shoulder and breast area to kill off everything else that wasn’t removed. Oh and then go back for hormone therapy for a few years.

I asked the Oncologist what the survival rate is. You always hear about response rate. How is the tumor responding to the treatment. So if I do everything without chemo, I have an 87% chance of survival for the next 5 years.  74% for 10. She couldn’t tell me after that, her program wasn’t that advanced. And if I do the chemo? It adds 2-3% on each. Yesseriee! 24 weeks of killing everything in my body so I have a 2-3% chance higher of survival over the next 5-10 years. No thank you. I told the oncologist I won’t be doing the chemo. I still have to hear back from the surgeon.

The surgeon has no time for me though, she only comes in, tells me what the plan is and then has to leave withinbn 7 minutes, because she is overbooked and has to get on to the next client. The hospital where I am going sees 200  new breast cancer patients per year. You do the math on that one in money. This is a billion euro business. Why would they tell me to go change my diet, lifestyle and give me nutrition advice? It will definitely not pay the personell working this system.

Yes, I am very skeptic of the medical system. It is wonderful for a trauma. But not so wonderful with chronic illnesses.

When I was 8 years old, I had rheumatic fever. I had a history of sore throats that led to strep throat, that led to bronchitis. Finally my system couldn’t handle it anymore and I had to stay home for a few months from school. I wasn’t allowed to do anything that would make my heartrate move fast. I couldn’t watch TV. I could only walk to the bathroom.

Then, of course, I had to recover. For years I wasn’t allowed to do physical education. I never really did sports, and was really bad in them. My mom was always worried my heart would explode. Both my grandmother and aunt had rheumatic fever as children and died relatively young of heart problems that were caused by that rheumatic fever. so paranoia was rampant.

I was constantly on penicillian. In fact, my physician told me I would be on it for the rest of my life. When I was 13, I was sick of taking this. I hated the taste and because of it, I couldn’t swallow pills, but instead had to push them to the back of my mouth and shove them down my throat. I still do that to this day. I asked him if my body would get immune to the dosage and he said the dosage would just go up, and yes, my body would get used to it. That didn’t make sense to my 13 year old mind and I stopped taking the prescription drugs and vowed to not do that ever again.

I’ve always looked for natural ways to cure my body. If my body can cure a cut, why can’t it cure itself on the inside too? I like to look at things logically, and the medical system isn’t always logical to me. Yes, I’m a rebel.

So check out these great websites:




Do some research and educate yourself, before you get sucked into the funnel. It’s much harder to get out once you’re sucked in.

I’ll keep you updated.


Tests, Tests, and More Poking

So the next two weeks were filled with having more tests.

First I had an MRI. This was loud. I’ve never had one of these before, but the machine really made a lot of noise. The scan was only of my chest.

Then I had a PET-CT scan. First I had a fluid put into my veins that would give a contrast. I had to sit very still. No problem here, I just fell asleep. Then I went into the scanning area and had a full-body scan. This was not so bad. Not loud.

Lastly, I went back to Radiologie for a biopsy. This was a bit painful. They numbed the area and took out 2 samples of my tumor. Oh this was a big needle. I’m not too bad with needles, but this one was long and fat. So I just had to close my eyes. I didn’t feel any pain, but the thought of it going into my body was just unsettling.

After all of this, my breast was swollen and bruised. And truly, if there was not spreading of cancer before, why would this have prevented it? I wonder about the protocol sometimes. Where has logic gone?

I had to wait another week before going back to the surgeon to get the final results. Luckily she called me in the meantime to tell me it had not spread anywhere but the armpit and breast. So that was a win! Yay!


Gelukkig Nieuw Jaar!

Wat te doen met het nieuwe jaar? Ik heb nog wat lichaam kwaaltjes van te laat opblijven, ik weet niet wat jullie hebben. Maar mijn lichaam schreeuwt om aandacht. Gelukkig kan ik mijzelf laten verwennen door een van mijn mannen die zo lief zijn door een AromaTouch voor mij te doen. Alleen moet ik even uitleggen hoe het werkt. Maar dat is een detail. 🙂 Ik hou van mijn jongens. Ze zijn zo bereid om lief voor mij te zijn.

De AromaTouch Techniek is een manier van 8 essentiële oliën in een bepaalde volgorde op je rug en voeten smeren. Het is geen massage. Wél een aanraking, daarom heet het “Touch”.

De oliën die gebruikt worden helpen om te ontspannen, stres te verminderen,  je immuunsysteem een boost te geven, pijn te verminderen en dan eindigt met homeostasis (alles in balans te brengen). Het is heerlijk!

Het mooie van is dat de AromaTouch Techniek werkt met je meridianen om alle zenuwpunten van je lichaam aan te raken. Dus als je pijn hebt in je been, door de oliën op je rug te smeren op de juiste manier, is het mogelijk om die pijn te verminderen. Gek, hé?

Ik ga me laten verwennen, het is tijd. Mocht je meer informatie over willen hebben, laat maar weten in de opmerkingen of stuur mij een bericht.

Bevalling en Essentiële Oliën

Als moeder van zeven (7) kinderen heb ik de nodige bevallingen meegemaakt. Alle bevallingen waren anders en op een andere plek. De laatste twee bevallingen waren thuis met behulp van essentiële oliën en wat en verschil waren ze!

Dit is mijn ukkie die morgen 3 word. 3! Ja ik kan het echt niet geloven dat ze zo groot wordt. Zij was mijn eerste zwangerschap en bevalling waar ik essentiële oliën gebruikte. En het was no turning back!

Al mijn andere bevallingen waren in het ziekenhuis, voor een en andere reden, o.a. poep in de vruchtwater. Mijn grootste wens was om thuis te kunnen bevallen, zodat ik lekker in mijn eigen bed en kamer mocht zijn. Heerlijk rustig.

Op een zondag ochtend was het zo ver. Kinderen klaar maken om naar de kerk te gaan, vrienden bellen of ze de andere 5 mee konden nemen en dan wachten tot het zo ver was. En toch geen gebroken vliezen. Moet ik naar het ziekenhuis als ze breken? Mag ik thuis blijven? S P A N N E N D ! !

Om het allemaal aan te kunnen, had ik mijn diffuser (verdamper) naast mijn bed met de Kalmerende Samenstelling van doTERRA er in. Kan je R U S T zeggen? Deze had mij echt geholpen. Ik ben en echte hyper mens.  Even wat Scharlei (Clary Sage) essentiële olie op mijn buik om de weeën op gang te helpen; nog een beetje Basilicum (Basil) essentiële olie om de pijn te verminderen. Ik was echt in de groove. Ik had nog nooit zo’n rustige bevalling meegemaakt.

Er komt een moment dat je denkt, “Dit kan ik niet meer, ik kan het niet meer, ik ga dood!”

Maar dat moment kwam gewoon niet. Ik was verbijsterd. Ja, ik moest nog werken maar dit was aangenaam, als je dat mag zeggen over een bevalling.

2013-09-29-13-10-00En poef! Ze was er. Ik dacht, “Waar was dat dood moment? Waar was het moment dat ik het niet meer aan kon?”

Al lang was ik overtuigt dat essentiële oliën mij konden helpen en waren een goede oplossing voor mijn gezin. En na deze eerste bevalling met de oliën was ik dubbel en OVER THE TOP overtuigt.

Omdat ik nog een beetje nieuw was met het gebruiken van de oliën, wilde ik geen rare opmerkingen van de verloskundige, dus ik heb gewacht om mijn baby te “zalven” met de oliën totdat ik eindelijk alleen was met mijn nieuwste lieverdje.

Daarna heb ik haar kroon gezalfd met een druppel Wierook (Frankincense) olie, haar ruggengraat en voeten met de Samenstelling tot aarden/gronden, en haar navel met mirre. Wat een rustige kind was ze. De samenstelling tot aarden werkte echt goed om haar lekker in haar vel te krijgen. Ze was meteen rustig en blij om hier te zijn. Mirre heb ik twee keer per dag op de navel(streng) gesmeerd, totdat die er af viel. Deze werkt goed als een natuurlijke pleister en verzegeld alles, zodat het geen open wond meer is.