Living to tell the story…
I remember being healthy and at a great weight. I was working at an Urgent Care Clinic that I absolutely loved. My coworkers and I got along fine and I just loved working with my regular doctors.
Everyone always came to me with questions or concerns and I always gave my best answer. When I saw a patient needed something, I didnt care if it wasn’t my patient I went to get it for them. I never judged anyone at any time, it was not my place. When people aren’t feeling well the last thing they need is for someone to direct their negative energy towards them.
I trained new staff, ordered medical supplies, medications, and always did my job to the best of my ability. If I told a patient I would call them back, I didn’t care if I did not have the answer yet; I would call them back to let them know as promised. I always said once I became a nurse I would never forget where I came from like so many other nurses when I worked as a c.n.a. Anytime anyone asked for help I was there. The patients suffer innocently when the staff doesn’t get along.
I started to experience really bad headaches, dizziness, migraines even to the point of darkness. Nausea become a normal feeling, and I started to have moments of passing out. They were not long-lasting at all so I just shrugged it off, must be stress! This went on for months then I started to notice my gums would bleed, my skin was getting dry and acne was really breaking out bad on my face. I went into the doctor about the acne, that was where I drew the line. lol
Everything came back normal. My blood pressure was high but again, stress. One day I went to pick my daughter up at 3 am from a friend’s house. I was in an area that had no street lights and my phone died. Mind you, I was using gps at the time to locate the residence.
I pulled over to try to find a charger in my car and some guy came to my window. Now I knew not to roll it all the way down but I did crack it. He asked me if I was lost and if I needed directions. I said yes, could you tell me where a gas station is nearby? He said yes there is one right up this street right here and as I went to look in that direction he was able to reach in just enough to grab my hair which was long at the time. He had my head banging it on the window and the steering wheel, grabbing my spaghetti strap on my top along with some single hairs from my head.
I can still hear him saying “open up the door bitch.” This seemed to go on for minutes but maybe it was only seconds I don’t recall. Out of nowhere my daughter’s boyfriend comes running and starts fighting the guy. Unfortunately, the guy got away and he was more worried about me so he attended to me. I forgot to mention my phone went out as I was talking to my daughter and she knows how I get when I’m lost plus it was dark. She had sent him to look for me, thank goodness he found me just in time!
He drove me to the hospital where they did brain imaging and found the tumor. They found a non-cancerous Craniopharyngioma and a cancerous Medulloblastoma! I was very afraid and felt alone. I was put on multiple medications because I refused chemo & radiation. You can read as to why if you’d like. I put all the side effects of chemo & radiation in a printable pdf so that you can take it to your doctor and have him answer some questions.
So there I was two brain tumors one cancerous and the other not but causing quite a bit of symptom. Seizures are one of those symptoms and my kids had a really hard time watching. I felt so bad! I couldn’t make it to school functions, I was missing so much work, and my financial struggles started pilling up. I remember my breaking point, I had just left my oncologist who told me 6 months and I would not see 37. I am 38 now, by the way, cancer-free thank you.
I said Shamara if sugar feeds cancer what would happen if you just don’t eat? I mean everything pretty much turns into sugar in the body so it can be used as energy so I felt like nothing was safe. At that time I was thinking Jesus fasted 40 days and 40 nights so maybe I can too. I fasted for 21 days until I started feeling hungry and all of a sudden having energy. Mind you while fasting I was so weak my man had to carry me up and down the steps. So my body ate up the cancer and once there was nothing left, it gave me a signal to feed it again.
I remember going into my Oncologist with makeup on, hair done, shoot I was looking cute for six months left…
They ran there routine testing and sent me on my way. I received a call the very next day, my white blood cell count was normal, my hormones normal, all my blood work normal as if it never happened. The doctors were very shocked it was clear! After that, they wanted to run some additional testing.. hmm I didn’t like the sound of that. I’m thinking this is a happy moment can we just enjoy it? I guess they feared the body being able to heal itself cause where would that leave them? All those years of education, money spent, sleepless nights, bills needing to be paid for the lavish lifestyle. Where is the residual income in healing? There is none so of course, I had to branch off and find another way to get the word out fasting is the cure.
I wrote a book while collecting my thoughts…
As a nurse, I watched healthy people suffer negligently. There is so much more money in treating than curing! I wanted to let people know what sugar is really doing, why we need to fast, and how the body heals itself. It is so important to understand eating processed food that our body does not recognize is the reason for disease!
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I thank you for your time and support & I hope this story reaches those who need to hear it. xoxo