We know that stomach churning moment when they tell you it is cancer and it feels as if your stomach has fallen out of your toes.
Most especially when you know it is a deadly one that medical science has no answers for.
It was in January 2007 that Mike received his diagnosis, this was after having a growth removed the year before by a doctor who told us it was a dermal fibroid and we did not have to have it analyzed.
Because it was the second growth the prognosis was not as good as it should have been.
A larger incision of 2cm round the site was made with a skin graft from his leg, a lymph node biopsy was done, fortunately it had not spread.
What do you do when you realize you have been given a death sentence?
We went sailing.
We are all going to die, that is not the issue, it is how much living you can get in in the mean time that makes up life.
We spent the next 9 months cruising on our boat through the Islands enjoying ourselves and ended up in the UK, not my idea of a tropical island, but it was a necessary move.
Just short of two years after the diagnosis Mike found another lump near to the removal site.
This was to lead to a series of “burial by installment” as we called it, over the following years.
We learned that the lifespan of a man with Mike’s kind of cancer is about two months. How come was he still alive?
At about the same time as his cancer diagnosis I found out that I had some major food intolerances, so I change what i ate, seeing the difference it made to my health, he decided to eat like I did. We cut out all gluten grains, sugars, dairy, refined foods and fast foods and ate a lot more fruit and veg.
Knowing what we know now, this saved his life.
He is a Marine Engineer and we noticed that when he was on his ship eating the dreadful ships food his tumors grew. When he was at home the stayed stable. This gave us an idea that diet had a part to play in his survival.
In 2010 he was in the hospital having three tumors cut out when he mentioned to the dermatologist that we intended to go sailing in 2011.
“Do you not know you have cancer? the doctor said very irritated. “you are stage four, you are terminal” “Nurse, please speak to this man”.
The nurse mentioned to Mike that his best chance was a good immune system.
When he told me, it was like a red rag to a bull. I took the concept by the horns and started researching.
This is a series of posts detailing our voyage of discovery and how we found a way of keeping him, not only alive, but enjoying life to the full, and with no sign of cancer for the past two years three months and counting.