Fight the Good Fight

  It was a sunny, peaceful day in small town Marysville, Michigan till we got that heart-wrenching call, "Your husband's cancer has returned and it has spread."  My mom, with a calming hand, put a grocery item in the basket and turned to me, as if I was her salvation. "Brandy, your dad's cancer has come back."  Those dreadful words stung my heart.  Suddenly, the grocery store that my family and I were shopping in, began to darken with gloom.  "I felt like I was in a tunnel." my mom said, recalling that life-changing day.  The beast has come to ravage our family again.  It was time to “fight the good fight” one more time.

  "Finding a way, where there is no way"

  My dad, an Irish warrior, put on his armor of strength and faith.  He was ready to battle, he was ready to win, God-willing.  Even though, the Oncologist at the John D. Dingell VA Medical Center told my mom that chemotherapy and radiation would not help in his circumstance, she took matters into her own hands and became captain of the ship.  My mom toiled day and night researching herbs and nutritional diets.  She kept her eye on the prize, the prize being a miracle.  She left her worries in God's hands and asked Him to make a way, where there is no way.  So, the internet became her source for healing my dad's cunning disease.

  "Holistic Dreams"

  My mom uncovered many holistic means of treating cancer.  In order to ward of weakness, boosting your immune system is the most important aspect to fighting a disease.  My mom found that many herbs and supplements, such as shark liver oil, can power-up your immune system and "fight the good fight" against cancer.  Shark liver oil has major chemicals that may inspirit Macrophages cells and intensify a healing.  The major properties include: alkylglycerols, squalamine, and squalene.  The key ingredients in shark liver oil are alkylglycerols.  This integral part has been proposed to seek and kill cancer cells.  Another supplement that my mom sought was marine phytoplankton.  Even though plankton lives in the vast ocean, it is also considered to be a whole food.  This super-antioxidant is wealthy with nutrient treasures.  Some allies to the body include:  carotenoids, amino acids, and minerals.  Carotenoids are color pigments in plants.  When these pigments are ingested into the body, Vitamin A takes form, another ally fencing against sly cancer.  My family all had holistic dreams and natural hopes.

“Diet War”

  My mom also discovered a diet that would rage war against cancer.  She made sure my dad had an organic intake of fruits and vegetables every day.  Her precious tool that she used was a juicer.  My dad scarfed down his daily greens day after day, gaining “antioxidant muscle”.  My mom would gently say, “How do you feel Bob?” “I feel great San!” he would say.  Those words filled my mom with passion to keep researching other resources.  She also uncovered the “no sugar diet”.  It is said that sugar feeds cancer cells.  My dad loved his sweets, so this was a tough duty for him.  Although, a tenacious opponent, he was a godly soldier standing on the hill, ready to charge.  With a few candy bars that he hid from my mom here and there (so he thought), again, with God’s help, he trudged on.  Distilled water was also a part of my dad’s diet.  Water is known to rid the body of toxins and germs, making his body brawn.  I’d also ask my dad, “How do you feel Dad?” “I feel great!” he’d say.  He was a testimony to what a nutritional, organic diet could achieve.   

"Go Boldly"

  There are other options besides chemotherapy and radiation to treat cancer.  My dad took the holistic and faith approach.  Your attitude and your outlook on cancer or whatever disease you may have strengthens your spirit and mind.  My family and I relied on God to help us through the "cancer storm".  My dad had faith that surpassed the Rocky Mountains.  "Go boldly" was my dad's motto and he stayed true to those words.  With his reading glasses on and astute, he read the Bible to be lifted up with encouragement.  He prayed at night for a healing hand.  My family and I all prayed for a miracle, but my Dad did remind us, "If God wants to take me, He will take me home."  Of course, sadness strolls in at times.  I recall one moment when my mom sat with my dad on our country porch and she talked about the "heavenly end".  My dad looked at my mom with bravery in his eyes and said, "Enough of that “San”, I'm not gone yet."  Your attitude and your mindset can grow a tenacity and power that wills you to take bold steps every day.  My dad set an example of how you should face your trials and tribulations.  "You have to face your problems head on." my dad would say.

  “Faithful till the heavenly End”

  My dad, the courageous warrior, never gave up.  He always kept hold of his faith and hope.  Glim light always shone on the Bible at night.  I knew he was getting ready, spirit and soul, for whatever may lay ahead over the unknowing mountain.  He’d say, “Why is God so good to me?”  He was always praising God, even in the end.  This is his testament to how he handled his trial.  This is a testament to his life.

I love you Dad, forever and always.

 Your Princess, 

Brandy