CANCER SURVIVAL MIRACLE STORIES HERE!

[PureCajunSunshine]

We've ALL heard of those folks who were given the absolute, without-a-doubt "It's Terminal" sentence...and they survived anyway.

 

Do you know of any 'miracle survivor' stories? Please copy and paste them right here in this thread.

 

This could grow into a lovely and powerful collection that anyone can use (cut, paste, print) to give to that 'special someone' who could use extra help in surviving cancer...starting with our beloved Westie.

 

If that word "terminal" is not counterbalanced with a large dose of hope, cancer survival could become too dim of prospect to see through...much less get through it.

 

Hopefully, if this thread bears fruit, it can be used to share with other cancer patients to help them be a CANCER SURVIVOR!

 

 

EDITED TO ADD: The financial end of cancer treatment can be discouraging, unless you have help.

 

Here's a dandy place to start: http://www.baymoon.com/%7Egyncancer/cs/financialissues.htm

 

 

 

 

 

 

[dogmom4]

Four years ago dmil had a huge tumor in her uterus...caused massive bleeding....it was cancer...they gave her 2 months. She decided she didn't want to die just yet...had surgery...radiation...therapy...changed her diet...6 months later there was no sign of it...and she has been cancer free since then.

[JCK88]

In 1984, I had ovarian cancer for the second time. The first time was five years earlier--to the day. Because of my young age the first time, they did not take out both ovaries, just the one plus an eight-pound cyst. The first time, they said the surgery had got it all but I never felt actually really great....and then five years to the day...again..

 

That time, I had a hysterectomy and the other ovary removed. I had radiation treatment and a round of chemo and afterwards, felt really...good! For a couple of months, that is. Then, I got sick, awful. I began swelling up, throwing up, losing weight...looking grim. I was trying to work full time at a newspaper and go to college full time on a scholarship and go to cancer treatments on weekends. It was....hellish.

 

I went back to see the doc and he said my liver was swelled, he said likely the cancer was back and growing aggressively to see that kind of swelling that soon. He booked me in the hospital for the next week but he told me before I went in to get my affairs in order, that based on his experience, I likely had only three months or so to live.

 

It was then that my first husband chose to come to the hospital and tell me he couldnt' go through this again and walked out of my life.

 

You know, I almost wanted to die, but I was too pissed off.

 

All I can say is....I got better. They don't know why I got better, but I did. I didn't do any more treatment. I went home to mom's, and rested. I quit taking the hormones they had given me and slowly, my liver went back to normal. A good doctor down there told me to take the gift God gave me and go live. So after a lot of crying over my old life....I took a good hard look at the new one and decided to really live this time around.

 

I took every whacky story the paper offered me. I flew upside down in stunt planes, went up in hot air balloons, fired a howitzer, drove a tank, joined the circus for a day, and kept corresponding with a nice guy I had met some years before during an internship at the Washington Bureau....and then married him despite not being able to give him children.

 

We have an adopted daughter ... and married 20 years now.

 

Not a day goes by that I don't appreciate opening my eyes and putting my feet to the floor. I tell you, in many ways if I had not been told I was checking out, I might have taken it all for granted. So many people do.

 

Living on borrowed time? Maybe, but I like to think of it as a gift....

[Jeepers]

My aunt, who was around 40 years old, was given the terminal cancer talk. She had cancer in a gland on the side of her face. This was in the 1970's and any treatment plan wasn't very sophisticated. She was given 4-6 months because it was spreading through her glands.

 

She had the surgery and went through chemo. She might have had radiation too but I'm not sure. She lost her hair and had a scar on her face right in front of her ear.

 

Skip ahead forty years (40) later! I just went to her funeral this week. She was in her 80's and died from heart disease due to her old age. She raised her kids, enjoyed her grandkids and held her great-grandkids. She was cancer free, had a full head of gray hair and a scar so faded it was no longer visible.

 

Was she special? Was she lucky? Was she blessed? Was it a twist of fate? I don't know. Maybe a little of all of the above. But I do know that doctors do not have the final say! That isn't in their job description.

 

Stuff happens and knowing the people here, we can handle stuff!

[Aint2nuts]

Sunny is a really good friend of mine from a game I play online. She is the leader of the guild I play in. I have known her for 6 years.

 

Many years ago (more than 10, I forget how many) she was diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma (Bone Cancer that effects the blood cells) that is incurable. They told her that people don't live with this cancer, that she had a little time to live.

 

She is alive and kicking today. She still has treatments and occasionally has to have a blood transfusion, but she is still a happy person with a very 'sunny' outlook on life. She told me that she is the longest lived person with this disease.

[LiveandLearn]

My dad was diagnosed with small cell lung cancer last summer. They couldn't even give him a time estimate, maybe weeks. It is a very aggressive type, not expected it to respond well to treatment, and was spread all through his lungs. They gave him something like a 5% chance of survival, if he went through chemo and radiation.

My friends in the medical field just expressed sympathy, they said to expect it to spread to the rest of the body, quickly.

 

Well, instead, he responded well to the chemo - he only had to go through two or three rounds instead of five, and then the cancer was so reduced that they were able to target it with radiation, and pretty much wipe it out!

 

We didn't expect to have him with us for Thanksgiving or Christmas last year, but we did, and he is still here, still aggravating anybody he can, still taking walks and doing yard work! Of course he has to keep going in for periodic scans to keep on top of things, but he has had a lot of people praying for him, has kept a positive attitude - and he's ALIVE!

 

 

[PureCajunSunshine]

Oh, oh, oh!!!!!! This is wonderful! Please keep them coming...If anyone has a few extra minutes, search the 'net, ask around for more inspirations!!

 

Maybe we can gather enough to include these stories in the big card sendoff (to, from Rita's place to Westie's hands)...

 

BTW, I started a thread identical to this one over at her other board, Homesteading Today, in their survival forum...

 

Since their thread is still empty, may I have all ya'll's permissions to copy and paste your stories to there? (PM me if there is any objection...if'n I have an empty PM box, I'll go ahead and share your stories over there.)

 

 

 

 

[PureCajunSunshine]

I found another one...from this thread:

 

http://www.mrssurvival.com/forums/ubbthr...7903#Post219184

 

 

Abigail's 93 year old mother defeated large B-cell lymphoma, going through eight rounds of chemo six years ago. Miracles are indeed possible.

 

 

[Jules]

I didn't have anything to contribute until yesterday when this showed up in my email:

 

Subject: Fw: Washing

 

 

We do need reminders at times

 

A little girl had been shopping with her Mom in Target. She must have

been 6 years old, this beautiful red haired, freckle faced image of

innocence. It was pouring outside. The kind of rain that gushes over the top

of rain gutters, so much in a hurry to hit the earth it has no time to flow

down the spout. We all stood there under the awning and just inside the door

of the Target.

 

We waited, some patiently, others irritated because nature messed up

their hurried day. I am always mesmerized by rainfall. I got lost in the

sound and sight of the heavens washing away the dirt and dust of the world.

Memories of running, splashing so carefree as a child came pouring in as a

welcome reprieve from the worries of my day.

 

The little voice was so sweet as it broke the hypnotic trance we were all

caught in 'Mom let's run through the rain,' she said.

'What?' Mom asked.

 

'Lets run through the rain!' She repeated.

 

'No, honey. We'll wait until it slows down a bit,' Mom replied.

 

This young child waited about another minute and repeated: 'Mom, let's

run through the rain.'

 

'We'll get soaked if we do,' Mom said.

 

'No, we won't, Mom. That's not what you said this morning,' the young

girl said as she tugged at her Mom's arm.

 

This morning? When did I say we could run through the rain and not get

wet?

 

'Don't you remember? When you were talking to Daddy about his cancer, you

said, 'If God can get us through this, he can get us through anything!'

 

The entire crowd stopped dead silent. I swear you couldn't hear anything

but the rain. We all stood silently. No one came or left in the next few

minutes.

 

Mom paused and thought for a moment about what she would say. Now some

would laugh it off and scold her for being silly. Some might even ignore

what was said. But this was a moment of affirmation in a young child's life.

A time when innocent trust can be nurtured so that it will bloom into faith.

 

'Honey, you are absolutely right. Let's run through the rain. If GOD

let's us get wet, well maybe we just needed washing,' Mom said.

 

Then off they ran. We all stood watching, smiling and laughing as they

darted past the cars and yes, through the puddles. They held their shopping

bags over their heads just in case. They got soaked. But they were followed

by a few who screamed and laughed like children all the way to their cars.

 

And yes, I did. I ran. I got wet. I needed washing.

 

Circumstances or people can take away your material possessions, they can

take away your money, and they can take away your health. But no one can

ever take away your precious memories...So, don't forget to make time and

take the opportunities to make memories everyday. To everything there is a

season and a time to every purpose under heaven.

 

I HOPE YOU STILL TAKE THE TIME TO RUN THROUGH THE RAIN.

 

They say it takes a minute to find a special person, an hour to

appreciate them, a day to love them, but then an entire life to forget them.

Send this to the people you'll never forget and remember to also send it to

the person who sent it to you. It's a short message to let them know that

you'll never forget them.

 

If you don't send it to anyone, it means you're in a hurry.

 

Take the time to live!!!

 

Keep in touch with your friends, you never know when you'll need each

other -- and don't forget to run in the rain!

 

I found the timing to be nothing short of amazing, I felt bad not having something to share at this time but the very next day here it was sitting in my inbox.

[Becca_Anne]

I don't have any personal cancer stories to share, but I this blog I ran accross of a brain cancer survivor really touched me

 

http://especiallyheather.com/about-heather/

[Hillbillee]

When I was 19 I was given 6 months to live. I had termilal cancer. Untreatable and zero hope.

 

I will soon be 52.

 

God holds my day and hour in his hands, not Dr's and not man.

 

Hill

[Psalm23]

My grandmother,when she was 16, had to carry her mother to the train station in their little prairie town in South Dakota so they could go to the Mayo clinic in MN to try and save her mother from uterine cancer that was killing her. My great grandma was so ill that she wasn't even fully aware of the trip. It was a traumatic thing for a teenager to have to do alone. When she got there, the only treatment that they had at that time (back in the 1920's) was to pack her abdominal cavity with radioactive pellets. She developed terrible burn scars on her lower back that were there until the day she died......50 years later.

[Snowmom]

 

I have lost several members of my family to cancer. I also have one who had breast cancer and had chemo treatments and will be taking the radiation treatments soon. She is our DIL in Texas. It looks good, but, they just want to make sure they have done everything they/she could to make sure it does not come back.

 

I know there are many cancer survivors out in the world today, and am so thankful for all the treatments and research that is being done to help.

 

Thank you all for sharing your stories with us.

 

 

[JennysMom]

Everyone here has such amazing and inspirational stories. I wanted to post one more that I came across. It's a video about a little girl's fight against brain cancer. I found it very touching, I hope everyone likes it. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3ZGCrzTUp40

[TeamBettendorf]

My 5yo daughter has been cancer free since April 2007. Her type of cancer has a 50/50 prognosis. You can see her story at her video here:

 

 

And can read her supplement schedule here:

 

http://teambettendorf.com/jillian/

 

You can also read all blog posts related to her here:

 

http://teambettendorf.com/category/cancer/

 

Cancer can be beat without chemo and radiation.

[TeamBettendorf]

7 years cancer free

[Stephanie]

Thanks Katie, the you tube was so precious of your little girl.

[MomM]

Oh Katie, God bless you sweet little angel! What a miracle!

[dogmom4]

What a beautiful video Katie. I'm so happy Jillian is cancer free. You have a beautiful family.

[PureCajunSunshine]

I edited my original post to add this important note:

 

The financial end of cancer treatment can be discouraging, unless you have help.

 

Here's a dandy place to start: http://www.baymoon.com/%7Egyncancer/cs/financialissues.htm