Feb 15, 2012

Guest Blog


Here is my guest blog, posted on www.suvivorshippartners.com

What does it mean to advocate for yourself?

It means survival.  Unfortunately, in today’s medical maze, there aren’t many successful treatments for my type of cancer.  I’m fighting a malignant brain tumor, and the replication of those nasty cells progress faster than current healing science.
According to the traditional system, my treatment plan is supposed to go something like this: brain surgery, radiation, chemotherapy, another brain surgery, maybe another type of chemo, and then an agonizing death while my body and mind degenerate.  Sound like fun?  No.  Nope, the outlook is horrible.  Is that acceptable?  No!
If your doctor doesn’t have the means to help you survive, it is your duty to look toward other options.  You have to fight to survive, which is heartbreaking because those with these death sentences are exhausted and beat down already.
At first, I believed my doctor’s words and thought that there was nothing I could do.  My very prestigious neurosurgeon and accomplished radiation oncologists both said that I could eat whatever I want.  They said I should live my life however it makes me happy.  It sounded nice.  I was set to sustain on red licorice, peanut M&M’s, sourdough bread and glorious full bodied red wines.  Yum! But, something didn’t sit right.  It just didn’t make sense that my food choices didn’t matter.  I mean, wait a minute, I had heard that you are what you eat?  If food is fueling my body then it doesn’t make sense to load up on junk.
I realized that there was so much that I didn’t know, and I decided to figure out more about what causes cancer and what feeds it.  Then, here and there, I kept hearing stories of survivors of brain cancer.  There are only few, but I realized that those few have valuable keys to survival.  That became my new goal, copying survivors.
There is so much that you can do, including supplements, diet, exercise, meditation, clinical trials, etc.  When I came out of my brain surgeries (there were two consecutive) my doctors told my family and me that I have a 1% chance of surviving this cancer.  Scary!  At least it sounded scary, but once I started researching alternative treatments I realized that I can increase my survival by several or tens of percentages.
You can not be afraid to do hard work.  You can not give up (except for once in awhile when you really need some ice cream).  Each cancer is different.  Become an expert on your diagnosis, on the treatments, on the survivors, on the diet, on the mechanisms of cancer cell division, of how the cancer feeds itself, and what the cancer cells are comprised of.  I know it’s a lot and it takes an incredible amount of energy, but that’s what friends and family are for.  Don’t be afraid to delegate.  People want to help you, they want to see you survive.  Everyone loves the underdog!  Yes, you are going to be exhausted, and sometimes you won’t want to go on, but you have to.  You need to.  You must.  You can do it!
You must be your own advocate.  If a treatment doesn’t feel right, or if the risks outweigh the benefits, you don’t have to do it.  For example, my radiation oncologist has been trying to force me into doing radiation, even though he admits that it will not extend my life and that there are very serious short and long term effects.  You are a customer in the medical system.  Your surgeon, your oncologist, your radiation oncologist, each nurse, they all work for you.  I’m not recommending that you give off an attitude because that’s just unnecessary and rude. But keep that in mind while you are in appointments.  You deserve to be treated with kindness and respect.  This is your body, your life, and your survival.
If you want to survive, and I believe that we all have the ability to do so, advocate for yourself.  It’s the biggest challenge you will ever face.  Contrary to common belief, you’re not fighting the medical world, you’re fighting yourself.  Once you stop fighting against your sadness, or disappointment of your illness, you can dust yourself off and decide that you are your own best treatment.

About Jessica Oldwyn

On April 13th, 2010 at age 29, Jessica was diagnosed with a tennis ball sized brain tumor. The classification is an infiltrating/diffuse astrocytoma (a type of glioma) tumor. Within several days she underwent a partially awake craniotomy, with a second emergency brain surgery to follow. This is her life, living with a brain tumor. Visit her website atjessicaoldwyn.blogspot.com

Miracle Melatonin

Hello friends! Yesterday I was so exhausted that after my volunteer time at the retirement home, I walked back to the house, stepped into pajamas, and fell into bed. I slept for three hours. I've recently started taking 21 milligrams of melatonin at bedtime. Not only does it help your sleep rhythms, it boosts your immune system (among other things, increasing the number of your natural killer cells) and has been shown in clinical trials to extend the survival time for a multitude of cancers (including gliomas). I'm only going to take melatonin on the days that I'm not doing high doses of artemether or sulforaphane, just to be safe, but I feel like it's a great addition to my cancer fighting cocktail (for the record, I took Monday, Tuesday, and today off of high doses, I hadn't been feeling very well so I figured I'd give my body a break). 

Melatonin cleans your body of free radicals which are necessary for my artemether, so I'm pretty sure that it's a bad idea to take it during high dose times. Other pharmaceutical chemotherapies have been shown to work synergistically with melatonin. It's actually pretty amazing. It's too bad that doctors are scared to include melatonin during chemotherapy, it would increase efficacy and extend survival time. There's several research studies proving it. If you're interested, check it out. There are a few studies in the United States, but most have been conducted in Italy. 

Anyway, since I've started taking melatonin, I'm sleeping better, but I've also been pretty exhausted. I take it as a good sign though. I hadn't been getting enough sleep, and the melatonin is forcing me to sleep more. 

On the walk to the retirement home, I saw this amazing creation. I don't even know what to call it. Someone tied a bunch of red carnations into a type of mobile. It's beautiful, and such a fun surprise. What a cool act of kindness! Someone was really in the Valentine's Day spirit. 


The first daffodils I've seen around the lake!