Greetings Everyone,

I know it’s been a while since I last blogged, but I’m still recuping from my last trip to Mexico.  During the last trip, I became ill again during my stay.  Unfortunately since I was only there for 6 days instead of 12 days like the first visit, I didn’t have a chance to fully recover from the treatment.  Similar to the first trip, I began feeling sick on day 3 of the treatment protocol.  When I arrived to the hospital, my doctor and I had agreed that I would not start off taking all the nutriceuticals.  I had been taking the 5 main supplements during the home treatment, so the doctor recommended that each day I was there at the hospital, that I add one more until I was taking all of them.  By day 3, I was vomiting, weak and generally miserable.  I increased my protein intake, I stopped taking all the supplements, but still day 4 came and went and day 5 came and went and I was still sick.  I figured I just needed to get the supplements out of my system.  I had mentioned to my doctor that I wasn’t feeling well and that I couldn’t keep food down, but he agreed that I probably needed to get the supplements out of my system.  Though it crossed my mind to stay a few extra days at the hospital, I was eager to get home to my babies, so we stuck to the original schedule.  I left the hospital feeling HORRIBLE!!  I was too weak to even walk to the van that took us to the airport.  That should have given us a clue that I wasn’t strong enough to travel, but I was determined to get home.

While on the plane home, I became so light-headed that I passed out.  We were blessed to have not 1, but 2 doctors aboard the plane.  Ankhner immediately had the flight attendant bring me oxygen and the doctors proceeded to check my vital signs.  It was quite a scary moment.  While unconscious, I was drawn to a brilliant light.  I recall having a conversation in my mind about going towards the light.  In a split instant I recalled that during meditations in Ausar Auset, we were instructed to guide people who are transitioning into the light.  But I wasn’t transitioning, so why was I going toward the light??  This was my conversation to myself.  Oh snap, I thought.  I’ve been watching too much television.  I can’t go towards that light.  I have to go back to my family.  I could hear my husbands voice and I was was trying to respond, but he couldn’t hear me.  At some point, I must have gone back to my body because within minutes I was conscious again and Ankhner was right there.  The doctors hooked me up to an IV for the remaining 3 hour flight.  They assumed, as did I that I was severly dehydrated.  I had not been able to consume food for several days.

When the plane arrived in New York, paramedics met me and offered to take me to a nearby emergency room.  I declined and opted instead for my husband and mother-in-law to take me to Manhattan to the NYU Medical Center.  I stayed there for the next 4 days.  They prodded and poked and tested and did more testing to find out why this had happened.  I saw a nephrologist (kidney doctor), hemotologist (blood doctor), oncologist (cancer doctor); I had several EKG tests, MRI of the brain, chest x-ray, sonogram, echocardiogram, a plethora of blood tests and was encouraged to have a blood transfusion.  I allowed them to take the tests, but I declined having a blood transfusion.  They said that somehow my red blood count was dangerously low.  They gave me three possibilities:  I was bleeding internally, my body has stopped producing red blood cells, or something was destroying the red blood cells.  After reviewing my protocol in Mexico, the doctors at NYU concluded that the Ozone Therapy was destroying my red blood cells.  I was slightly anemic and needed to take large doses of iron and folic acid.   I believed that since my body was producing red blood cells and that they had just been destroyed by the ozone — or something else in the protocol — that my body just needed a few days to build back up, so I stayed a few extra days in the hospital for monitoring and evaluation.  By the time I left the hospital, there was a marked improvement.

I’m feeling much, much better now and have discussed with Oasis of Hope what precautions we could take next time.  They recommeded that we disconinue the Ozone Therapy or lessen the amount.  I will be closely monitored during this next stay and will be under the personal care of the Head Doctor of Oncology at Oasis.  Quite honestly, destroying some of the red blood cells can’t be any worse than the effects the chemo has on the body.  While I’d rather not get sick, I’m looking at the long-term benefits of the complete treatment. 

On a sad note, the mother of one my daughters former classmates passed away this week.  She had been diagnosed with breast cancer in October of 2007, but found out in December that her cancer had metastesized to her liver and bones.  I had reached out to her on several ocassions, but she didn’t seem receptive.  I am most saddened by the fact that her 8-year-old daughter will now have to grow up without her mom.  Her daughter and family are in my prayers.

Ankhner and I will be headed to Oasis on the 10th of June for another 6 days.

Until next time……….. 

Aqa Aakhu