The most amazing part of this story at an overall is that we seem to have, in a very short time- rehabilitated my reproductive system.
The results of the ultrasound shown in volume 4 were no lie. The eradication of the supposed cancerous mass proved a worthy feat and one that we undertook in faith and trepidation. Post results, however there was still no answer to the initial question and the OBGYN @ hand offered nothing in the way of solutions ( except the aforementioned hormones he was pushing. ) I decided that i wanted a second opinion. The OBGYN serving me at the time of this ordeal had not done much to help me really other than point out something that needed to be cured, which i then took it upon myself to cure… So off i went, back to the original Doctor. After confronting her errors about pretty much everything she put forth to me, she didnt seem too interested in attesting to her true lack of knowledge in what was really going on. Each time i mentioned to one of these western medicine Dr’s that i had cured myself holistically – none seemed too interested, too surprised or expressed any further inquiry into the matter. What it comes down to, is simple programming, these Dr’s spend half their lives being educated to work a failing system, give health advice by synthetic standards ( read: the health canada food guidelines which are stealthly crafted to manifest illness, perpetuate obesity and heart disease and boost bottom lines. ) So when it comes to the mention of anything holistic whatsoever, be it TCM, naturopathy or even a simple question of an herb you hear: ” I cannot attest to the efficacy, there is no solid research backing, there are no standardized doses approved by any regulatory body ” etc. etc. – What those peeps do have standardized though, is a list of dismissals to pull from.
Not only do they have a lack of interest and knowledge, but they actually strive to deter you from going the natural route, for obvious reasons considering they can’t swipe a healthcard for a service not covered by OHIP – there are no big-pharma kick-backs from nature herself and the concept of integrative medicine is to many modern day Physician, still regarded as new-agey nonsense. There was a wonderful article i read in the New York Times blog- about the search for meaning in modern medicine. Which deals with the very real subject of Dr’s apathy and detachment towards humanity. For a profession that initially was built on the value of human thriving and wholistic wellness- somewhere along the century’s path- medicine, like most else- became cold and corporatized. (* i should note that i do speak in generalizations, because while the majority are cold and calculating – i have seen amazing evolutions of traditional medical doctors making the move towards integrative medicine- impressive and brave attempts at giving momentum to a renaissance in modern medicine. you know who you are, and i thank you all. )
So- well aware of the state of the system- i patiently continued along my path with western medicine, the reality is until OHIP recognizes so called ‘alternative healing’ and naturopathic practitioners as legitimate healing options, we are responsible for investing in these ‘alternatives’ ourselves; and god bless them they deserve what they earn and more- but many of us entrepreneurs do not have access or ability to afford the massive treatment bills ( and i’d rack ’em up if i could) – accupuncture, herbalists, chinese medicine doctors and loads of other therapeutic healing treatments, i’d do it all. But until i forge my heartcentric empire, i have little choice but to utilize my basic health coverage; in this case- for testing purposes ( MRI’s and diagnostic ultrasounds and bloodwork and the like ) and on the side, do with what natural cures i have. After months on end of waiting, no closer to having an actual answer to the amenorrhea or the abdominal pain- i nodded my head through my follow-ups, requested a second opinion and smiled patiently when the appointment for my second-opinion OBGYN came in. August. (bless canada healthcare) So i’d wait until August.
All the while focusing on my clean diet which every day moved towards being raw-vegan ( if only i could stop eating cheese ), and i continued to take my medical cannabis only this time we lowered the dose. For the next months until my follow up i would adhere to a maintenance dose, once every few days- maybe once a week, sometimes every other week even- conserving the magic medicine for anything pressing that might arise. ( including an exciting skin&bodycare line we are developing ) When my late August appt. came ’round, since I had already pretty much decided that i wasn’t too interested in much of what any western medicine dr. would have to say, I had a specific intention in mind for what i wanted from this new Specialist- to get as many tests ordered as possible, do the full work up- any and every ultrasound- Basically anything that would put me closer to having a full scope understanding of what was going on in my body. So that i could then treat myself naturally according to the imbalances.
During my first appt. with this new Specialist, of course i also had to nod my way through her own opinion which yielded what the she described as a ‘presumptive diagnosis’ – ( which basically means she doesn’t know shit and is pulling something out of her educated ass- similar to what most western dr’s do…) She proclaimed with near utter certainty, that i was suffering from Asherman’s syndrome- which is basically an infertility sentence- but in reality a syndrome that occurs when you undergo a D&C either post-miscarriage or abortion. It happens when the Surgeon gets a little agressive with the suction or slippery with his tools and basically injures your insides, thus leaving scartissue that once healed up results in a variety of symptoms from fusion and closing off of the fallopian tubes to endometriosis to a slew of other not so nice side effects- some of which i was experiencing.
I was told it would be highly unlikely i would be able to bare children; and if this was indeed the case my only option remaining was to take the previous prescribed high level hormone dose to see if my body would essentially re-set itself, begin ovulating and produce mentruation… ( for what? ) Still unwilling to go this route i dug deeper to push my strategy. I could go for a Hysterosalpingogram which is basically a procedure wherein they shoot a specified amount of saline/dye solution into your reproductive system in order to generate an image that is easier to read, as the dye passes through the cervix, uterus and fallopian tubes. The pictures can show issues such as injury, damage or abnormal structure of the organs, or in severe cases- full blockage that would prevent an egg moving through the fallopian tubes into the uterus. A resounding yes rang through the room as i agreed to challenge her ‘ presumptive diagnosis’ – and off i went with a requisition for more bloodwork to check hormone levels and a pending-date with an ultrasound machine.
1 more week passes, ( the six month mark since i began to dig into this issue ) …i receive the appointment date. All the while in my personal life i was dealing with the death of a loved one and the return of an ex with whom i had an abusive relationship- so my challenge heightened with a barrage of unexpected stress. Through memorial planning and mourning i made my way to the ultrasound appointment, which was a two part test. One half i would endure one week and a week later return for the second half. The latter being when the Dr. on hand explained to me, as she finished up injecting the dye and receiving the image on the tv screen beside me – everything looked clear. There was no sign of asherman’s. my fallopian tubes were fully open and according to my body- i could facilitate pregnancy at any time. Wow. A big sigh of relief swept through my entire body as i had actually begun to accept the notion that i might never bare children, which in my late teens and early 20’s wasn’t really on my radar- but through the experience of losing a child, i had gained the knowledge that i indeed wanted one. My follow-up appointment was 4 weeks from the time of this test, in between i got the bloodwork required of me and continued my healthy lifestyle, only this time i eased up nearly completely on the cannabis. Reserving what little was left for emergencies…
The followup was 3 days ago. Into her office i went, feeling certain and uncertain all at once, still not knowing what the truth was and i was definitely not expecting what was to come. The ultrasound results were perfect, my reproductive system had made a full recovery it seemed ( i was met with apathy as i shared with her the notion that i’d been treating myself naturally ) She smiled, though seemed confused that her ‘presumption’ had been incorrect and was ready to dismiss me until she opened the bloodwork results which confirmed high levels of prolactin. A breast exam in which she squeezed my nipples which resulted in a release of liquid, confirming that this bloodwork diagnosis was indeed affirmative, and from there she proceeded to explain the potential causes . Prolactin is a peptide-hormone produce by the pituitary gland, that fulfills a variety of functions including immune system regulation and in the case of pregnant women- it is the hormone that promotes lactation. Why would an un-pregnant 32 year old woman who does not take pharma meds, nor have any diseases to speak of and is in pretty good physical condition have high prolactin levels? Well as it seems this can be caused by a variety of things- none of which i am a candidate for – except the most troublesome – a brain tumor. Pituitary to be exact. Not a word anyone really wants to hear in an otherwise seeming routine appointment.
There is alot of information out there regarding this type of tumor and interestingly a statistic said that nearly 1 in 1000 people out there have one. For the most part these tumors are benign and do not cause any issue although there are exceptions: – the other side of this can bring suffering in the way of infertility, menstrual issues, sickness, vision problems, and for those tumors that are malignant it can mean cancer with the potential to spread. I was sent on my way after a series of questions from me resulted in little enlightenment from her. I suppose in her mind her work was now done. I was to get more blood taken, be passed off to an Endocrinologist, sent for an MRI and basically thrust back into the system yet again. So as i left the office, somewhat confused by the idea that i might actually be suffering from a brain tumor- i laughed. I laughed because in certain circumstances there is not much else that can be done. I laughed because i wasn’t quite ready to cry ( i’m still not ) I laughed at the utter hilarity of it all.. wondering silently could i have done anything differently, could i have prevented this from happening, is she really just full of shit? does she even know what she is suggesting is a possibility? I had no answers, and so i laughed. At the very least that laughter would be met with a sigh of relief once i arrived home and took another dose of oil.
So i had come full circle- from curing ‘cancer’ with cannabis, back to a seeming square one- where all is uncertain and without confirmation or negation – and i have only my own tools of empowerment to lead me as i wait patiently for yet another appointment to come. Interestingly after doing some research on the subject i have learned that according to some studies- marijuana actually has a significant effect on the prolactin levels in humans. All in all, a comedic irony- if at the end of it all – it comes down to the cure being the inadvertent instigator of the ‘disease.’
In the next weeks until i meet with the Endocrinologist to get her take, I will be documenting my experimental treatment to see if i can by way of holistic healing, beat my body to the proverbial punch.
update: 4 months have passed since my last update here and in that time i have been mostly in a waiting phase, i saw the so-called specialist @ women’s college hospital in Toronto who in effect sent me off on the same journey as all the other western medicine peeps tried to- a high level hormone diagnostic treatment. here is an update video:
update: April 2014, a full year has passed since i began this experiment, and as i continue my own journey, I have re-integrated a daily dose of plant medicine along with a high dose of vegan omegas. The question i am posing to both the plant and to myself i suppose is whether i am able to successfully regulate my hormones with this regimen. In addition to this i have been receiving much feedback from readers whom have connected with my story and have been in similar situations themselves, with little to no answers from western medicine, i continue to collect as much wisdom as possible and as a sidenote: I have been polishing this series for publication in various relevant magazines as well as considering its editing for a book on the topic. Continued feedback is honoured.
if you haven’t yet: for those of you out there- whom in one way or another, have been effected by cancer- or any other destructive disease- i petition you to please take a look at the many many documentary films available out there- to educate you on the healing alternatives that exist. Primarily as related to cannabis as a cure- please watch any of these: