The real cancer

Cancer is cancer and that’s not a joke

My wife has cancer. One of the ugly kinds, one that cannot be just cut out. When I told her that I would like to write a series of posts about it where I want to describe the underlying and related causes – metaphorically – as cancers, she did not like it. I have the REAL cancer, she said, so do not diminish my problem by describing other things as cancer, no matter how ‘real’ you consider those problems to be.

As you may have guessed from the picture, she has Multiple Myeloma. It is a rare one, especially in her demographic. She likes to joke about it saying that she should identify as an overweight black man, as they are (statistically) its most typical victims.

My wife is a strong woman with a strong will. She loves nature and travel. She walked the Canol Heritage Trail unaided, carrying all she needed for three weeks. She could not afford summiting Mont Everest, but hiked to base camp in 1996. She was one day away from reaching it when the accident depicted in “Into Thin Air” happened.
She climbed Mount Cook in New Zealand and Aconcagua in Argentina. We hiked the Indian Himalayas together. We travelled a lot. We saw more of Canada than most Canadians and more of India than most Indians. We had and still have an active life. Even after her heavy duty chemo therapy, we went to a few ski trips.

She is vaccinated, I am not. We both had our reasons.
Neither of us bought into the propaganda narrative.
I wrote my first post on the subject in March 2020 and I do not think that I have to take back anything I said on the subject since.

In March 2020 we skied Whistler, we flew back just days before the airways were shut down. Our flight in April to Europe was cancelled, which takes me back to our reasons.
My mother-in-law is 89 years old. Seeing her at least once a year is very important to my wife. Especially at a time when she may need us. She is also a tough cookie, btw, she was hiking with us in Hawaii and in Thailand in her eighties.
When travel reopened in 2022, it was tied to vaccine requirements and/or onerous routines of testing and quarantines. There are few things my wife hates more than arguing with idiots. Her only reason to get vaccinated was to make sure that she can travel freely, without quarantine delays and without conflicts and arguments with stupid bureaucrats. She got two doses of Moderna. She was coerced and she acquiesced.

I didn’t, because I didn’t have to. I was already retired and my family is not as important to me as hers is to her. I was willing to live with the inconveniences, even with the possibility of not being allowed to fly.
I also had a very strong, personal reason to resist. By that time, the myocarditis side-effect was a clearly identified danger. When I was sixteen, I spent eight months in bed with myocarditis. I figured that once in a lifetime is enough. I barely survived the first one, I did not want the second one to kill me.

In the end, our trip was a breeze, even for me. We flew to Vienna and crossed borders to Hungary and Czech Republic without even being stopped. Had she known that ahead of time, she would not have taken the vaccine.

Her symptoms started about two months after the vaccination. She went to see our family doctor twice with her complaints. She was told that backpain is a symptom of old age. She was a defenseless, captive victim of the system. Family doctors are the gatekeepers of Canadian Health Care. If they don’t want to help you, all you can do is to go into a hospital emergency room. Eventually, after months of suffering, that is what we had to do. That is where the cancer was discovered. Getting a confirmed diagnosis took another two and a half months. 

I am convinced, that her condition is a vaccine side-effect. Diagnosed incidences of Multiple Myeloma increased fourfold since the start of the vaccination. We know, of course, that correlation is not causation, but the probability that it is a vaccine injury is 75%.
The vaccine may have triggered it, it may have accelerated it. Nobody says it is not possible, but there is a strange reluctance considering the possibility. A strange absence of curiosity, a strange lack of willingness to find out or even talk about the possibility.

This is the new game of “Science Says”. If you don’t do something that ‘Science’ says or do something that it did not say, you lose. You are out of the game.

What is even more stunning, is the ignorance of these highly trained professionals. I asked some doctors about the metabolic theory of cancer. Most never heard of it or pretended not to know. Doctors hold on firmly to the genetic disease theory of cancer. I would venture to guess that more cancer patients know about the metabolic disease theory of cancer than oncologists.

They obviously do not support any alternative therapy and treatment. Since they know, that in the end we do whatever we want anyway, they may go as far as to say that we can do whatever we want, as long as we also do everything they say.

We chose the ‘everything and the kitchen sink’ approach. She is not comfortable with confrontations and she is not willing to go contrary to the advice of medical officialdom, but we also do the metabolic treatment and a number of supplements and folk medicines to improve her body chemistry.
The problem with this approach is that we do not know what works.
Some of the cancer drugs have serious side effects and some of them (the opioids) are dangerously (and physically) addictive. It is like walking on a mine-field.

She is doing well, but she is only a shadow of her former self. She lost about three inches of her height, plus a lot of weight and muscle strength.

Yet, after the chemo, we still went skiing twice and, in a month, we will fly to Europe. …. But we passed on the canoe trip this Summer into the Algonquin park interior that we did so many times in the past. She is not fit enough to do it.

In my next two posts, I will look at proximate and ultimate causes, at malignant tumors and the real pandemic.