I picked up a book several months ago by Suzanne Somers called “Knockout.” The more I read the angrier I get. It’s not the topic that has me angry but the deception behind the topic that has me angry. The book is about the cancer industry and the alternatives to the standard care protocol. The book is very informative.
October is the anniversary of my Mom’s death. She died from pancreatic cancer. She lasted eight weeks from diagnosis to death. One of the blessings of her diagnosis was the decision of chemotherapy was taken out of our hands. She was too far gone in order for it to do any good (in theory). Instead she was taken to surgery to find out how invasive the cancer was. She came back with tubes and bags hanging from strategic locations around her digestive tract. It was horrendous. I am assuming the bags did allow her a few more weeks of life together. In the end, she died from infection and starvation (my opinion). The cancer did not kill her but the treatment did.
So why am I angry? I am angry that the billions of dollars spent on research ends up in the hands of corporations, stockholders and lastly doctors. No one is going to prevent cancer; the industry is too big. No one is going to fight to change people’s thoughts about having a healthy lifestyle. It’s too difficult to change. Yet, when the diagnosis comes, and it will at some point, we are left feeling angry and sad that nothing has changed in the last thirty years to prevent this dreaded disease. And the thousands of dollars we have to spend to do treatment will bankrupt the family and cause everyone to suffer through the agony of this disease.
One of the things that I have been considering of late is what’s my role in this life? One of the things I have pondered is what makes me sad, glad or angry. I think I found my sore spot. But what would God have me do about it? Yes, I’m angry, so where do I begin to fight the fight? Where do I sign up to join the rank and file to teach others how to care for the body God gave them?
A tumor will start with just a few cells. By the time it is detected, the tumor has been alive and well for years. It takes education to help those that are in the early stages – whether they are aware of it or not – to make changes now to kill the cells or at least slow the growth. I don’t have the big name as Suzanne Somers or the credentials of a doctor to get the word out. But I do have a voice. I have the limited ability to write. Maybe this is my small part to change the world – one person at a time.
And the Lord answered me:“Write the vision; make it plain on tablets, so he may run who reads it. For still the vision awaits its appointed time; it hastens to the end—it will not lie. If it seems slow, wait for it; it will surely come; it will not delay. Habakkuk 2:2-3 (ESV)