I just read that “Approximately 38.4% of men and women will be diagnosed with cancer at some point during their lifetimes” from the United States’ Government website. I actually did not know this before googling it right now, Wow! I am now one of those percentages.
I hadn’t been to the dermatologist in I want to say like 10 years. I planned on going but then I got pregnant and I didn’t want to de-robe pregnant. And then I was going to go after I got back into shape after my first kid, but ended up pregnant with my second right after. How pathetic and vain is that excuse? I did not go to the dermatologist all because I didn’t like the way I looked… Please don’t ever use that as a reason for anything in life, not my brightest moment.
I didn’t go for anything other than to be checked. I didn’t have any concerns. I’m just fair skinned with lots of freckles, so I know I should to go to the dermatologist…
They did 2 biopsies on me for areas of concern. They just use a small tool and scrape a little area. I didn’t think anything of it. They said they’d call in 2-3 days regardless. They called, 2 days later. She asked if I had a few minutes to chat (never a good sign), I was in the carpool pickup for preschool and told her there’s really never the perfect moment so shoot. She told me one came back atypical, and that they would just need to monitor the area, but the one on my back was Melanoma. She told me I had 2 options for surgery, either was a good choice. One was super dramatic with lymph nodes being removed and the other was to do a perimeter cut. I opted for the less dramatic one. Because I didn’t sound worried to her, she told me “You must be in shock, I’ll call you to check in on you tomorrow.” I told her that she just doesn’t know me or my story. God told me over 2yrs ago that He’d heal my body of other things (hormone issues), so He wouldn’t heal me for one thing and not another… She called me the next day, I told her I wasn’t worried one bit, and I never was.
Trusting seems to easy right? There’s always room for doubt… One day I was thinking “Maybe I should be worried” so I just typed something into Google about healing yourself from melanoma. I read about a girl that went to a clinic and part of her treatment involved coffee enemas, they clean out your liver and when there’s a clean liver, cancer cannot exist. Funny because I’ve had multiple holistic doctors tell me that my liver is the cause of my health issues, but they could never treat it with any pills or supplements. I actually had one tell me about the coffee enema maybe 6yrs ago and I told him he was crazy. I really did. Guess what I went on Amazon and bought that afternoon? If it grosses you out, skip to the next paragraph. I decided that I’d do a coffee enema every day until my surgery. It was about 21 days. They’re not the funnest or cleanest thing I’ve ever done, quite humbling to say the least. But I did it.
In my reading about the coffee enema, I stubbled upon a book called “The Liver and Gallbladder Miracle Cleanse” by Andreas Moritz. I read hundreds of reviews and decided to do the cleanse myself. It’s amazing and disturbing all at the same time to see literal stones coming out of my body! I plan to do it once a month until there are no more stones and then go on a maintenance plan of every 3mo after that. I am determined to never be told I have cancer ever again!
I wasn’t able to schedule my surgery for a month. 2 weeks in, my husband stopped in to have the doctor look at something on him. The owners/doctors of the practice are our previous neighbors. While he was there, he was informed of every single detail about my surgery that I literally knew nothing of. I had no details. (No HIPAA violation occurred, I listed him to have a right to my records). He came home and drew me a picture and explained the entire procedure of how it was explained to him by the doctor who would do the surgery. The scar was much bigger than I imagined, but it was awesome to hear how confidant he was in the outcome of the surgery.
I was a little upset about my husband finding out this great info on my behalf, like why wasn’t I told? I was in the shower that night and I was like “Wow God! Thank you for the awesome news, thank you for healing me like you said you would. But why couldn’t I have been told this news? Why Brian?” You know what he told me? He said, “I told you to trust that I would do what I said I would do, and you did! You stood still while the waves were hitting you. That’s why.” I just love our God. Never ceases to amaze me.
I had the surgery. It’s basically like a c-section scar on the side of my back. It was SUPER deep! Way more skin than I ever imagined. My prayer that I sent out the day of my diagnoses to my friends and family was “please agree with me in praying that my pathology report comes back completely clean and cancer free. I know it will, that’s my prayer.” The surgery was right before my birthday, I received the best birthday news ever! Pathology report came back completely clean!
So while a huge chunk of skin left my body that had zero cancer in it, the mark I have in its place is God’s literal touch on my body. This cancer, that is the deadliest cancer has led to so much more in my life, I can’t wait to share. God can use anything. He used cancer to reveal His ultimate plan of healing in my life. It’s unreal.