Esslingen Au Neckar

img_4017Treatment today included 4 shots in the neck (oxygenated, boy did that hurt), one in the ass, amygdalin (B17 I.V.). In my case, it is 96% effective in killing cancer cells. I like the odds. My brain and eyes had an 8 minute bio-photon treatment to activate the good cells, if there are any left.



Check out his giant dog!  Looks like Lulu, my friends dog!

I’m currently a bit anemic so rather than giving me vitamin C to fatten up any rogue cells, I was given iron instead. Then, when the cancer cells are full of iron/or Vit C the amygdalin finishes them off. Also had my ozone I.V. today where they take out my blood, put it in a machine with ozone and it comes back to me. My blood was actually a good red colour. Better then other times I was here. I feel remarkably better after my first colon hydrotherapy yesterday. My breathing is so much better too. The mountain air is cool, crisp, and fresh. Hopefully my chronic barking cough will disappear while I’m here.


We’ve decided to go to Esslingen au Neckar because they have a medieval market and I think I’m going to love it because the whole town are dressed in medieval outfits!  And they have entertainers in the streets too!

It was really amazing!

Check it out….


Medieval games included toss the metal ball on the egg to try to smash it, catapult  the castle, unicorn ring toss and my favourite, archery.  Some medieval lady on stilts was entertainment no the crowd too!.



Have you ever scene a Ferris wheel manned by people’s muscles?

How about this incredibly old merry go round?

No Christmas market comes complete without a Nativity Scene with a live donkey and lambs!





Cheers from Esslingen Au Neckar!




Looks Like I May Not Need to Fry My Neck After All


My test results are in and it looks like I’m not going to have to fry my neck after all.


I told Dr Sommer my radiologist wanted to do 2 high dose treatments on my neck and showed him my test results.  He read the report and said they do not know what’s in there.  Just like what my friend Karin (who is a nurse) said.


He said my intestines are toxic and if we get that under control the inflammation/problem in my neck should disappear and so should the problems I’m having with my eyes.  It’s all connected to the intestines.


I asked if it was my cavities in my teeth that was causing the toxicity.  He said no it was something I’m eating.  Later Bobo put two and two together (I essentially eat only organic food at home) and came up with the fact that I’ve been eating smoked salmon every week and that might be the cause.  Other than that, maybe I should get our water tested when I get home.  I need to figure this out.


So today I had 4 shots in my butt to help my liver, spleen, gallbladder, intestines and brain.  Then I had to drink something akin to Alka Seltzer to soften my stool for my first of four colon hydrotherapy cleanses.   Once again I’m full of (toxic) shit!

Trying to con Paul into having one too on Friday.  Let u know how that goes!

Btw, Santas coming to town in a hot air balloon on December 6!


Safe and Sound


Dear Friends,

Well I made it to Baden Baden after all.  I had booked my flight to Germany with Lufthansa because it, by far, has the best service, but holy moly, the pilots strike really stressed me out.  Luckily my flight wasn’t one being cancelled.  I had a stand by flight for Air Canada on hold, just in case, but it was going to cost me close to $4,000.00 ONE WAY which isn’t exactly something I can afford.  I already booked and paid for my apartment, car, and part of my cancer treatment.   My good friends prayed for me and  thank the good Lord above, I got here safe and sound.  Lufthansa is still on strike.  I may have to find another way to get home, but that’s okay.  I’ll figure something out.  Maybe take a train to Paris or London and fly home from there.  Bobo is with me while my buddy Claire is watching my kids with help from my sisters and Joyce Baker.  Thank heavens I am blessed with support!

Today was my day of diagnostic testing.  Blood work, saliva, urine, iridology (eye photos), hand/feet testing in a dark room, and something where they hook you up to a computer to see what’s going on with your body.  The computer said these are the areas I need to work on in order….

1. Stress

2. My back

3. Heavy metal toxins (where did that come from?)

4. Colon (pretty sure it’s plugged up again).

5. Gallbladder?

Plus I have some free radicals roaming around that need to be taken down.

I will get the results and plan of action tomorrow.  I have some pretty ones of Baden Baden I will post soon too!

On. our drive down to Baden-Baden yesterday, we stopped off in on of my favourite cities, Heidelberg for a little bit.  Here are some pics.

Oh oh.  Not sure I can upload too many pics.  I think I have used up a lot of the apartments Wifi trying to do that.  Sorry 😕

Art, Art and More Art


I spent my day at Art For Cancer Foundation and had a great time painting with a palette knife…something I never knew how to do.  Here is my masterpiece!  I’m really proud of this one.  I think I will frame it.  I had so much fun doing it and have discovered another way to paint impressionism.  Who knew?



Painted this one last week.



And here were some others I did in September and October.




In December, Art for Cancer Foundation is have a fundraiser.  I donated one of these paintings above so they can raise funds for cancer patients to do art.  I have also started volunteering to teach art there.

Teaching adults art is quite different than teaching kids….they clean up their own mess!

I am also in their new video to promote Art For Cancer!  See it here!


If you are in the area of Symmington and Davenport in Toronto, come see the art show and hopefully, if you love a piece of art work displayed there, please buy one!  It goes to a good cause!

AFC Place, 1884 Davenport Road, Unit 1

Toronto M6N 4Y2

Tel 416-763-8752

Toronto’s First Anonymous Art Show – Year 2

God Help Me

Friday, November 4, 2016


Today I am out of sorts.  This generally happens to me when I have to go see my oncologist and today was no different.

Bobo came to me.  Together we try to figure out the insanity that transpires during my appointments.  My 9:45 appointment began at 11:15.


He, my oncologist, sent me his newest guppy to figure out what I was doing.  She was a real b#*@! and I didn’t like her.  I actually argued with her and I’m proud of myself for sticking up for myself. She was telling me I’m fine and my oncologist wouldn’t have to see me for 6 months.

“Hang on,” I said.   “I have a report saying I have cancer in my neck which should be radiated in a clinical trial and some new spots in my pelvis from L2-S3.   How is it I am fine?”  I think they are trying to get rid of me.


She also said that they wouldn’t be doing my monthly injections at the hospital any more.  Go to CCAC.  “Well that’s nice,” I responded.  “Find me someone who knows how to inject the needle in Scarborough and I will go.  And good luck with that….I don’t enjoy being tortured.”  Asked her who I go to to complain about this.  I think she was shocked I said this.  Too bad.  I tired of explaining my life to new people every time to go there.

I told her I wanted to see my oncologist because I wanted a second opinion of an MRI from another hospital.    She told me he was busy.  I insisted.  She left us for a bit.


So in he waltzed, late, with a parade of young hopeful oncologists (3 from Brazil, 1 from some other country).  “Oh this is going to be fun”, I thought.  “I have an audience, students…my specialty.”   I told him the reason why I wanted another MRI at a different hospital was that I wasn’t convinced about what I was told about my neck.  After all, they messed up before on a tumour on C5 and then told me it wasn’t what they thought it was during the pre-op. radiation treatment.  I went to a chiropractor and had my neck painfully adjusted and maybe it’s just inflammation.  He downplayed the previous C5 neck error.  I must say I had the students hooked though.  They laughed when I told them I wasn’t going to be zapped for nothing.


My oncologist told me that the hospital MRI machines were different and what specific part my radiation dr was looking at may be different then theirs and what was the point in doing it again?   He said if I wasn’t symptomatic (feeling pain), so it didn’t matter if I decided not to do anything right now.  He then told me that my cancer was slow growing and even if I did nothing (which apparently the treatment in Germany counts as nothing to him), it would be slow.  He is in complete denial that my “alternative” treatment is slowing the progression of the disease.  Grrrr.

I find his explanation of my condition fascinating as I am young, pre-menopausal (spreads faster than in older patients), and was diagnosed with a INVASIVE DCIS breast cancer.  Invasive.  Hmmm.  What does this word mean?  The Oxford Dictionary describes it as Tending to spread VERY QUICKLY and undesirably or harmfully.  For example:  ‘patients suffering from invasive cancer’.

Enough of the bullshit.  Bobo said my onc is having difficulty accepting the truth that the treatment I’m doing in Germany works.

So essentially the appointment concluded with…. no MRI or monthly shots at PMH.   And he doesn’t want to see me for quite a long time.  He is going to Mexico for a few weeks (and not to check out cancer treatments in Tijuana because he doesn’t believe in that “stuff”) and I’m not scheduled to see him until Feb.  But when I got home my appointment was emailed to me and now I’m not scheduled to see him until March.  That’s 5 months away. That’s a long time.  

On a positive note…no appointment anxiety.  That could be a good thing.  Right?

So how do I feel about this?  I feel like trash.  Taken out to the curbside.  No one is monitoring my monthly blood work.  Some gumba in Scarborough that doesn’t know how to stab me in the stomach properly to give me my 16 guage needle will be administering it for 5 months.  I have no idea what is really going on in my body (neck, lungs and lower back) and if I should be alarmed.  One guy says I’m fine.  The other one wants to zap me.  I think I’m going to get Bobo trained to give me the shot in the stomach if this CCAC thing doesn’t work out.  Help!

At this point, I just want to run to Germany.  

I booked one night in a castle on one of the week-ends I’m there!  

The way I see it.  You Gotta have Fun while you still have a neck and can walk.

God help me.  I’m really feeling tired of dealing with this crappy disease.