Tubingen (Chocolate Market)

Friday, Dec 2

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It’s Friday. Convinced Bobo that he needed to have a colon hydrotherapy session today given that he only goes to the bathroom once every 4 days and plugs up the toilet. I told Pamela, the lovely therapist from London to watch out, he may break the machine!

 

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Yesterday I had my colon washed out. My brain and eyes received an 8 minute photon treatment which I am getting every day. I think my eyesight is getting clearer. Four injections in the butt yesterday, one today plus two in the neck. Now that really hurts but if it prevents me from having neck radiation treatment at home, I will do it.

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Last night Bobo and I went to a Spanish tapas place called Monte Christo which I heard rave reviews about from two of the locals. We had a assortment of cold and hot food platter. Too much food! Wasn’t too crazy with the meat dishes (lamb and ox tail…blah!). Dessert was nice…almond cake and Vanilla Brûlée.

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We are going to attempt to go to Tublingen soon because they have a four day special chocolate market with vendors from all over the world. Thought Bobo, my chocolate affectionato would enjoy it.

Nuts!  The damn rental GPS took us for a ride….a very long one.  Through mountain back streets and a closed road.  What should have taken us 1 1/5 hours ended taking us over 3 hours.  We saw fog, rain, cows and sheep!

Finally got to Tubingen!  What a treat!

Stunning chocolate art!

This one looks like a chocolate turd!  Line up galore…price for one?  $8!

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And samples, samples everywhere!  Gotta go to bed now cause I have to get to the clinic by 8:30 a.m.  Taking Bobo somewhere special tomorrow for his birthday which was on the 28th.

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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.

 

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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.

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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!

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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!

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Cheers from Esslingen Au Neckar!

 

 

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

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

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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!

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God Help Me

Friday, November 4, 2016

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

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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.

Results are In

Thursday April 28

imageIt’s rainy again. I’m back at the clinic. This morning I had my lampadina. Feeling great. Lots of energy.

WisteriaMary and I spent the evening at the Caracalla Spa. It was way less crowded than in the day time. I’ve been trying to convince her to go to Friederichbach spa with me (only women on Thursday), but I’m not sure she is going for it!  No clothes allowed.

imageThis morning I had 2 shots in the butt (stem cells) and ozone therapy. My vein collapsed 1/2 way through the ozone treatment and Mariann asked me if I was Catholic. I said, “Why? Are you going to give me my last rites?  She said, “No, if you are Jehovahs Witness we can’t restart the IV in the other arm”.

imageSo we had to call Dr Sommer to try to get another IV deep in a vein in my other arm (which I’m not really suppose to use because I have no lymph nodes there due to a mastectomy). It worked. I’m now having Vitamin B17 (amygdalin) and C therapy.

imageI told NDr Christina I had a vegan chocolate bar for her, but only if she got the IV in my arm right the first time. She was unhappy my vein collapsed. She really wanted the chocolate bar (luckily I had 2 chocolate bars in my purse, one for her and one for Dr Sommer too).

imageAt least I didn’t have to get stabbed nine times in one day like last week. The big bruise on my hand has gone away after using some type of wound healing cream called Traumeel. It works so well, I bought it at a pharmacy so I could use it at home.

imageSo I got my test results on Tuesday. Everything appears good at this time. My energy is up. My brain/hypothalamus is now working, however my pituitary gland is still struggling a bit. The cancer is dormant. My immune system is operating at 80%. And I need to detox (it’s at 38%, down from 45% when I came). So I’m getting some medicine to take home with me to help me with that, plus injections because my lymph node system is not up to snuff either.  Otherwise, I think I’m doing really well.

imageDon’t think I’m going to tell my oncologist I’m here in Germany again. I don’t need the added stress. Dr Sommer told me it would not be necessary to get tested at home for another 6-9 months. That’s good enough for me.

image image imageI’m suppose to be arriving in Canada on Saturday night, but apparently some of the airport workers are on strike yesterday and today. Good thing I have insurance! They may be footing the bill for food and accommodations if I need to stay longer!
imageAfter my treatment tomorrow morning, Mary is making me breakfast and then we are heading to Frankfurt.  I went to pick up the rental car on the side of the road near a castle where our apartment landlord said it was free.  Well guess what?  It wasn’t free. I got not one but two parking tickets.  Mary said it was too bad I have to come back, otherwise we could just not pay them!

On the bright side, at least they didn’t tow us.  I would have had to phone up the rental car company and tell them it was stolen and a darn good thing I paid $600 extra for car insurance!

Finally got to see the Baden Baden Roman Ruins yesterday.  See pics below.  This is where Roman Soldiers set up shop to recuperate in the healing thermal waters.

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Neuschwanstein Castle Week-End

Tuesday, April 26

imageWhy is it always raining here? We had good weather last week, but this week doesn’t look so hot.

Currently having ozone IV, detox IV and, of course, I had my daily lampadina earlier this morning. They cranked up the heat and now I’m getting a tan! I knew I should have gone to Cuba or Florida in the winter. I need those feel good sunshine rays.

imageOn the week end Mary and I decided to go to Linderhof Castle (where Ludwig lived until his castle was built). But we didn’t make it there. There was a sign on the road. I thought it meant it was closed, but Mary said, who cares, let’s go around it. She was driving and it didn’t matter to me.

imageThe GPS said we were 24 kms away. So we threw caution in the wind and went for it. The scenery was really beautiful and Mary was loving it. We saw the Bavarian alps behind a gorgeous emerald lake. I felt like I was in British Columbia again. At 21 km, we came to an abrupt halt. We could drive no longer. There was a baracade. Nuts. Back we went, another 21 kms.

Arrived at a gas station. The young girl told us the only way to Linderhof was to go around the entire lake which would take about an hour. It was already 3:30 and we figured we probably wouldn’t get there before it closed. What a disappointment.

imageWe rerouted the GPS to Villa Toscana in Fussen where we ate at a very cool medieval type restaurant equipped with honey wine in ale horns. Delicious! I know the guy in the lampadina machine said not to have any alcohol, but I had to do it. He also said not to bath and put creams on, but I kind of had a shower with gel and shampoo/conditioner ’cause I wasn’t too clear on that.

imageThe next day we went directly to Neuschwanstein hoping to beat the crowds there. Imagine our surprise when we looked out the next morning to see snow! Wasn’t expecting that.

imageWalt Disney modelled his castle in Disneyland after visiting Neuschwanstein. I think Ludwig was only 17 years old when he became King. He was a bit of a recluse and didn’t like servants hovering over him, so he had a table built on some sort of a pulley system where it would disappear down a floor to the kitchen, food would be placed on it by the servants, and up it went back to the dining hall for him to eat.

 

imageLudwig was betrothed to a princess from Austria but he called it off after 9 months. That didn’t sit well with the people who were expecting an heir. They were also not happy that all their King was interested in was building elaborate fairytale castles rather than govern public affairs. It didn’t help that he was gay. So the people protested and tried to have him committed. He had a brother named Otto who was a whack job and was deemed mentally ill. That certainly didn’t help. Inbreeding? Ludwig and his psychiatrist were discovered dead in a nearby lake. Both drowned under mysterious circumstances.

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imageOnly 10 rooms out of 104 were finished and opened to the public which is really too bad.  It would have been very interesting to see what Ludwig had visioned for the rest of his castle.  The views from the upper floors were spectacular.  Unfortunately, you couldn’t take photos inside the castle.

 

 

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imageMary decided the best way down was via horse and carriage. I wholeheartedly agreed, so off we went!

 

Those horses sure could have used some diapers!  It was everywhere!

A woman recommended we eat at a nearby restaurant after she heard us talking about where we should go to eat.  She said a nearby restaurant made a goulash soup that was the best she ever had. I ordered it and I say it was disgusting. And our waitress was slow and rude (no tip for her).  Mary had the sausages with mash potatoes which I’m not allowed to eat (pork= too many free radicals).  Why is it that when I’m with someone their food is always better than mine? She ordered wine.  I was jealous until I saw there was Gluhwein on the menu and then my eyes just  lite up with joy.  Too bad that the man in the lampadina machine said I wasn’t suppose to have wine!  Sometimes, you just have to live on the edge!  Christmas fruity hot wine! Yum! I was so excited. That was the best part of my meal!

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We then meandered off to Hohenschwagau Castle which was Ludwig’s Parents summer home. It was a beaut. Can’t take pics inside there either.  Just outside.

It was really cold over there and we went shopping briefly so I could buy some warmer clothes.

Mary and I flew home at 200 km/hr and it wasn’t me driving either!

Here are some great hats I tried on earlier in the day.

Una vaca espanole (for Biagia), a beer hat and a Viking one too!

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Day 6 Road Closed! Grrrr!

Today is Saturday which means a short day at the clinic for treatment.  Hooray!

imageEichotherm  (lampadina),  and four injections in the ass.  My hand is not looking very food after the dismal day I had with IVs the other day.

 

Mary and I planned to go visit Ludwigs Castles near Munich.  We were almost at Linderhof  when we came across a sign.  I thought it said road closed, but I don’t read German, so what do I know?  The GPS said to go that way, so why not?  How else were we going to get there?  It said we had 24 more Kms to go. Mary drove around the sign and off we went.  The scenery was spectacular.  The water was greeny.  I felt like I was in BC again, but the Bavarian mountains have taller peaks.

We were 21 Kms in without any problems until we saw this sign!  Anybody read German?  Grrr!  Had to turn around and go back….just when we were 3 km away from Linderhof!

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Guessing there was a rock Avalanche on the road.  We went to a gas station and asked for another route to get there.  Turns out we have to go around an entire lake and enter from the other side of where we were.  Our GPS is useless when there are road closures.  It won’t tell us another way to get to our destination.

We didn’t have enough time to drive all the way around the lake because it was 3:30 and the place closed at 4:00.  So we are hoping to get an early start tomorrow at Neushwanstein Castle first and also his fathers castle down the road ( Hollenzollen or something like that) from there and then try to get to Linderhof again.

We booked into a hotel called Villa Toscana in Fussen for the night and went into town.  Ended up at a restaurant the served its clients Medieval Style.  Had a honey wine served in an ale horn.  Yes I know.  The Italian man in the lampadina machine said no alcohol, but I couldn’t resist when Mary let me try hers.  It was soooo good and reminded me of Gluhwein at Christmastime!

Pics of of the town.

 

Pictures in our hotel.

Decided to to try the sauna after dinner.  Didn’t stay there long as I think my skin was burning.  Smelled weird after the lamp treatment and the sauna.  Liked crispy burning flesh.  Had a cold shower to even out the temperature of my body.  Ciao!image.jpeg

Day 5 Heidelberg

Day 5 Heidelberg

imageToday was my short day. Lampadina, 4 injections and a colon hydrotherapy and then I was FREE! Hooray! Off we went to one of my favourite places in Germany…Heidelberg.

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It’s just so breathtakingly beautiful. The ruins of a old castle which was bombed by France.

 

 

imageWe took the funicular to the very top. It was a bit overcast, so the pictures aren’t that sharp. Then we went below to the castle ruins.

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I got some really cool spooky pictures too!

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I think I want to take a photography course now!

 

 

 

 

 

 

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On our way to Stuttgart, we encountered so much traffic (construction), we ended up just going back home to Baden-Baden where I made some pasta with (sp?) aili oglio (olive oil from Firenze, sundries tomatoes, hot pepper from Italy, and garlic).

Driving to some castles near Munich tomorrow.

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Day 4 Karlsrhue

Day 4 Thursday

This morning I was somewhat concerned to see that I had a little bit of a rash on both my arms. I thought I may have been reacting to an IV allergy, but Mariann told me it was just my body detoxing.

So under the lampadina (Italian word for lamp) I went again. This time I caught the words, “I advise you NOT to use creams while using this ultraviolet treatment”. Then I’m thinking, “Or you may turn green by the end of the day”. That Italian guy in the machine is making me crazy.

Today I had ozone therapy, a detox IV, and amygdalin. Christina poked me four times to get the IV started. No luck. So they had to call Dr Sommer to dig in there and get one of my deep veins. It was rough. Mariann and Christina don’t like to do it. I don’t blame them because I wouldn’t want to do it either.

So you get the guys to do the dirty work! Jam it right it there! No problem. Was done by twelve, so Mary and I decided to go to Karlsrhue to see the palace and gardens. Here’s some pics.

We were about to go to Stuttgart too, but there was a lot of traffic and the GPS kept bringing us to a “closed for maintenance road.”   Asked two young guys for help after we circled the place.  We were getting no where in a hurry. Luckily they told us an alternate route to get to the highway. It was so backed up with traffic, we figured we would be better off just going home. And that is just what we did.

We decided to eat tapas at a Spanish restaurant in Baden Baden. We ate about 9 different appetizers/tapas before we thought to take a picture of our decadent meal.  Peppers in pastery, mushrooms, pollo my croquettes (like a mortzarella cheese stick), olives,  churrasos, calamari, chorizo, etc.  Appetizer heaven. Sorry I didn’t take a pic of it.  All I can say is that it was really quite good. May have to go there again for some seafood paella.

 

Day 3 “1,000 Ways To Die”

Wednesday – Day 3 Treatment

imageOne lampadina Treatment at 8:30 this morning.  I’m catching some more things from that Italian guy.  Forgot he said not to have alcohol yesterday.  Maybe that’s why I had a rip roaring headache today.

imageMary made us a lovely meal of curried chicken, roasted potatoes and salad for dinner.  I had to have some German wine from this region after trying all those wines from Italy!  Da vino is much better in Italy, hands down.  Sorry Germany!

imageSome key phrases I picked from the Italiano on the machine today included…”I beg of you, DON’T open your eyes unless you want to damage your corneas”.  “Great,” I thought.  And,  “I warn you DON’T fall asleep”. (My thoughts…unless you want to wake up a crispy critter, you’d better keep on rotating like a Swiss Chalet rotisserie chicken!).

imageWhile lying there,  I kept envisioning being a victim on the next episode of Bobo’s favourite show “1,000 ways To Die”.  Quite frankly,  I don’t think I followed the instructions to a tee.  I thought I was on my pancha (stomach) too long and flipped over to my back (Dorso?) prematurely.

imageAfter that I had 4 shots in the ass and then had a colon hydrotherapy treatment.  The things you have to do to stay alive, right?  Well, at least I got some of the shitters out of me.  I’ve got 3 more to go.  Stomach is getting flatter.  I like those results!

imageMary and I went shopping a bit and then walked down Lichtentaler Allee.  It is spring and quite beautiful.  These pics are some of the sights we saw on our walk.

 

 

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Later  we  went to the Lowenbrau Beer Garden so Mary could have some real German Beer.  It’s such a nice place to go to.  And no I didn’t really drink that beer…the Italian man in the lampadina machine told me I wasn’t allowed!

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