Chemo brain? .............or, Information overload?

Chemo brain? …………………or Information overload?

I met Dr Jose Ignacio Acosta on Friday. The waiting room was nothing like the previous waiting rooms I have experienced  during the last few weeks. His has beautiful music, some comfy chairs and some ‘incense’ , homeopathic smelly somethings, designed no doubt to make you feel relaxed. It worked! I would have stayed there and slept all day. Dr Acosta, confirmed that he thought I should stop Chemo immediately, which was music to my ears, as I had missed / cancelled my second Chemo session last week, but then I expected him to say that. He then proceeded to do some tests and asked me hundreds of questions, many of which I did not expect, ( the, as I call them ‘touchy, feely’ type questions) and told me that the most important thing right now, was to increase my Alkaline levels.

I had heard of Alakaline, and read a book that Mo had kindly lend me. In fact I ordered it ( Honestly Healthy: Eat with your body in mind , the alkaline way).
Initially it made depressing reading, for me a least. I love nothing more than a G&T on a hot summers night, or a glass or two of cold white wine. So to hear that wine and particularly tonic are high on the acid list, did not make my day.

Dr Acosta then issued me with a list of ‘don’t eat’. The  list only lists 30 items , but when you look at line 1, which states ‘ no meat’, that means all meats, sausages, bacon etc. Where it states ‘no diary’ , but I love ‘nube’ ( caffee latte!), I love goats cheese, Camembert, Roquefort, in fact any cheese!!! No yogurt, no chocolate, no biscuits, no bread. Shoot me now!!!!!  No tea only green tea!  No eggs! My chickens lay 6 eggs a day! The list goes on………

He told me to buy PH sticks, to check my levels. I am on a mission now!! I will get this damm  Alakaline level up . The only ‘PH levels’, I have been familiar with so far, have been the PH levels in our pool. If we did cover this at school, I must have missed it.

How frightening though to think that a high PH level is the perfect breeding ground for Cancer cells. http://www.cancerfightingstrategies.com/ph-and-cancer.html .

So bearing in mind that ‘I have cancer’, it has been cut out ‘ I had cancer’, but they don’t know if ‘I have cancer cells reaching down to my toes’, I guess this is a must and I am on it.

I have become the ‘family bore’ ,  lovely lunches, and I am eating a pear, lovely dinners and I am cooking my own black rice with courgettes. I long for those lovely long family lunches around the pool with a bottle of Verdejo.

Dr Acosta asked me to come back in 4 weeks, to see if and by how much my PH level has changed. Let’s see.


I also spoke to Dr Jaeger , the German Gynecologist, on Friday , whom I had sent all my papers too. His view is that I should have had Chemo prior to the operation in order to shrink the tumor. Great! This did not happen.  The most interesting view though and I could have hugged him through the telephone was the fact that he, the medically trained Gynecologist confirmed what I had already decided. No more Chemo!  He did stress though that I should not wait for Radiology until February but have it NOW. He also supports that I should have the scheduled one year treatment of Herceptin. He is very familiar with Mistletoe and supports it.

I am now researching that one.

So, ( hate starting a sentence with ‘so’, but it is kind of reflective), having bought hellishly expensive flights to Germany, Stuttgart. Having confirmed to the Hufeland Klinik that I will check in the week after next, this is now likely to change everything, I thought I had organized  my way forward and set everything up.

Here is my new  plan: ( at the moment in theory). Monday morning I will find an oncologist who will agree to give me Radiology immediately. I have a meeting with ‘my oncologist’ who has been pumping the ‘Chemomix’ into my veins on Wednesday, but doubt that he will support me taking control and telling him what I want him to pump into me instead of Chemo. If he does not agree, then I will find ‘someone’ who will agree to pump Herceptin into my veins.   

http://www.herceptin.com/  Not sure if I like what I am reading about these side effects. Give me a break, my hair has already fallen out, my fingernails….. what finger nails, have gone, I have watery eyes, can’t stand going outside without strong sunglasses, which frightens my chickens, feel completely exhausted most of the time and to add to this now, I read that I am likely to get fever and chills ( great in August), feel sick  (not again, although I have these great wrist bands Rhea sent me from the UK, against sea sickness. They won’t leave my wrists!), vomiting, ( hate the thought of this, particularly when I can’t even look back and say I had a ‘great night out’), Headache ( Sorry Geoff, I have a headache J), Dizziness and shortness of breath, ( just don’t watch me walking down the street)

Talking about walking down the street.

I remember when I bought our first pram for Kylababy. After we bought the pram, I remember only seeing prams wherever I went. Similarly when I was the proud owner of a navy blue Golf, all I saw on the road, or so it seemed, were navy blue golfs.

Well, when I walk through Malaga, all I seem to see is ‘Hair’. My eyes are automatically drawn to everyone’s hair. I am wondering with everyone, if they are wearing a wig or if it’s is their real hair. I has become an obsession, or just part of going out. I don’t like going out on a windy day. What if my wig blows off!! Actually wouldn’t that be funny. That would clear the pavement! Having said that, it is so hot, I am now quite happily pulling ‘Angelina’ ( Moses told me my wig model was called Angelina, so there you go!), off my head as soon as I get into the car or come back home. Feels so much better, airy!
I have a different appreciation for bald men and wonder if they sweat as much as I do. ( on their head)