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On Nov,07,2012 I was admitted to the University of Alberta Hospital in Edmonton, Alberta, Canada with a large brain tumor that was later diagnosed as a rapid growing, Grade IV, Glioblastoma Multiforme. According to my oncologist there is no cure, only death, and I had 6-17 months to live, even with treatment. It was horrible news but as I was being told this I was smiling. The Dr’s thought I was crazy or perhaps a coping mechanism, but I knew I wasn’t going to die because I could feel it deep down in my soul. And my smile was because I could see myself telling my future grand child about my story and how a Dr. told me that I was going to die in less than a year.
That was the moment I took full ownership of my situation. I got myself there and I was going to get myself out. It was so incredibly liberating to take charge of my situation; vowing to do absolutely everything I could do to help myself win this battle, and I mean everything. So, I started researching everywhere, there was a lot of info out there for me and all this research gave me lots of questions for my Oncologist, but to my surprise they couldn’t answer the bulk of my questions. The only thing they could do was read off the protocol that the Pharmaceutical Company gave them. It doesn’t take much research to realize that the drug company isn’t in business to help you, they are in business to make money. YOU need to help YOU.
Below I have identified many of the things that I did in my battle, and most I still do today even after my last clean MRI........ I called it my race to 100.