Had No Idea It Was Brain Cancer…
It wasn’t that usual thing that happens a lot. You go in for a routine checkup at the doc’s office. Something strange pops up…and a few tests are run.
MRI, CT, this test and that. Then you’re wringing your fingers, waiting for the results…and next thing you know, the “oh no” news kicks in.
“I’m sorry,” the doctor says, even-toned voice, unchanged expression, “You have cancer. Happy New Year.” Well, in my case, it wasn’t like that. Far from it. What actually happened was a LOT different…
First Came the Brain Tumor Explosion. YES, Explosion.
We (husband Gary & I) were close to finishing the first season of that super-amazing whoa-did-you-see-that show “Breaking Bad” when…well…
Things went really scary…to say the least.
My first thought: Oh not this…another seizure??
Back in 1997 is when I was first diagnosed with epilepsy–that was a huge bummer. And unfortunately, an occasional seizure was part of the “gift-package.” So I grabbed my then-med Tegretol and shoved an extra pill in my mouth, hoping it would calm my system–maybe stop this seizure in its tracks. Thinking back, I don’t know if that was the smartest move, but my desperation meter was climbing high.
Yet in the next moment, for whatever reason, it didn’t feel like a seizure.
It felt DIFFERENT.
I didn’t know what it was–but whatever it was, it was happening FAST.
My head felt rock heavy, like a bowling ball that I could hardly hold up–yet with a growing expanding sensation–it wouldn’t stop. I paced around the house, moving fast, not sure where to go. I thought, what the hell is this?
I’m sure Gary’s concern skyrocketed.
“What’s wrong?” he asked. That’s just a guess…at that point I couldn’t quite hear him. I hurried to the bathroom, splashed my face with water (why, I don’t know) and tried to rush back out to tell him to call 911.
It was something Gary had done a few times before (actually 3) when I’d had those nervewracking grand mal seizures. So my poor husband knew the drill of quickly getting an ambulance here ASAP.
I didn’t make it out of the bathroom.
I collapsed to the floor–but still conscious. I suddenly couldn’t walk anymore.
I was standing at the bathroom sink when all feeling in my legs had totally gone–they went dead. That was a complete shocker. I simply dropped to the floor and could no longer walk–just like that. All I can guess is that whatever was happening in my brain, the fast swelling leading to the brain tumor explosion, must have pressed against the nerves I needed to walk. I don’t know…
We ended up on the front porch, waiting for the ambulance. This is generally what Gary told me, since I can’t quite remember it word for word:
Gary: I held you in my lap. We were on the front porch–we waited for the ambulance. They didn’t take long–but it seemed like a LONG time then. It seemed like too long. You couldn’t walk. I didn’t know what was happening. It seemed long, but they did come pretty fast.
Gary’s mom was there at the time and before, he’d ordered her to call 911, had shouted it. From the bathroom to the front door and out onto the front porch Gary said he held onto me.
Gary: I looked down at you–I was shaking but trying not to. You were laying across my lap…you weren’t screaming anymore. Before this, when I pulled you out of the bathroom, we moved to the front door. You were screaming and holding your head.
Your eyes were half closed. I don’t think you passed out. You were really weak and you looked tired. Your eyes were open but not all the way, half open, like you were falling asleep. I kept holding you and telling you that they were coming, to hold on. I heard you breathing…you weren’t saying anything.
Just before the ambulance arrived Gary said I vomited and passed out.
This is what happened (I found this out a week or two later).
A brain tumor (that I had no idea was even there) about the size of a golf ball, was located in my left temporal lobe. According to my oncologist, it’s something that could have started years ago, decades even, since it’s classified as a “slow-growing brain tumor.”
It eventually exploded. Acute hematoma. And the impact of the explosion–subdural hematoma.
This all resulted in a 6-hour emergency brain surgery and later a diagnosis of pleomorphic-xanthoastrocytoma brain cancer, grade 2.
What would your donations be used for?
Ever since I was diagnosed with brain cancer, each day, I’ve been studying and reading about cancer, health and how to heal. How to not only overcome cancer (and many diseases) but how to keep cancer from coming back.
And I want to not only use your donations for healing, but to stay cancer-free and dedicated to building “Nita Healthier You.” Here are some of the main things that your donations will be used for:
- Co-pays for having regular brain MRI’s completed every 6 months
- Co-pays for regular consultations with neuro-oncologist
- Overhead costs for maintenance of “Nita Healthier You.” This is the health & wellness website Nita developed for helping those diagnosed with cancer and other ailments. Content is regularly added (articles, interviews, videos, book reviews and updates) to “Nita Healthier You.”
- Independent blood testing through Life Extension/Labcorp
- Checkups at holistic clinic in Los Angeles County which would include doctor’s visits, live blood analyses, nutritional IV treatments, chelation therapy, vitamin C IV, Glutathione IV, allergy testing and more
- Energy medicine treatments including the Photon Genius & more
- Cryotherapy treatments
- Regular colonics for optimal colon cleansing and detoxification
- Far infrared sauna detox treatments
- Occasional travel to out-of-state healing centers in Idaho, Arizona and Mexico
- Occasional travel to health conferences and wellness events
- Home sauna for daily detoxing & cleansing
- At home exercise equipment including treadmill, rebounder for cleansing lymphatic system
- Regular restocking of various herbs and nutritional supplements
Visits to holistic Chiropractor for spinal adjustments
