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THE HIDDEN TRUTH is my story and details my cancer journey and much more besides. To read my story click here.


  1. ish123
    April 14, 2015 @ 4:15 pm

    I thought it was ok until I found this wonderful site. The tips and advice have helped me to improve my health. I especially like the exercise and food advice.


  2. Charlotte
    November 10, 2015 @ 8:03 pm

    As a teenager I was diagnosed with cancer. I recovered and have survived to tell my story. I created this site to share information because my recovery was a long and eventful one but through it I was able to learn a lot about the mind, body and how you can use one to heal the other. I have written a book about my journey and intend to release it soon. If you would like to pre-order then please feel free to get in touch or sign up for our newsletter for the latest news. For now I hope my tips help and remember that the mind can not cure everything but it can do its part. Stay positive. Charlotte x


  3. Lashae
    February 25, 2016 @ 1:18 pm

    Where do I start? Well, since September 28, 2015, I have endured nausea, vomiting, abdominal pain, anxiety, and acid reflux. Every day for 147 days, I woke up with moderate to excruciating pain in my abdomen. After multiple tests and medication, I was exhausted. The last time I was discharged from the hospital, I told myself that I would never go back for these problems. I ditched these medications, removed every damaging food from my diet, and now I’m vegan. Today was the first day in 147 days, I woke up without pain. I owe it to Dr. Sebi’s dedication to making us healthy, yoga, meditation, the vegan lifestyle and all the encouraging people along the journey. I feel great!! Stop going to these doctors people. Nature is your medicine.


  4. Nancy
    June 27, 2016 @ 7:22 am

    My cancer story:

    For starters, I am a registered nurse, I have taken care of many cancer patient’s over the years… My dad included (9 yrs NED head and neck cancer)
    My story starts January 2015. Interestingly the week before was being teased by the doctor that I work for that I lotion daily, including the “girls” year round. One week later as I was lotioning I found a lump right breast. I knew immediately that it wasn’t going to be good… I had never had lumps or for that matter I didn’t have a family history.
    I saw my new doctor (yes, new.. My doctor had left) a few days later, he was amazing. Things seemed to be in a standstill while I had a mammogram, ultrasound and biopsy the following week. I had my diagnosis a few days later.
    During a major snow storm I was told, you have cancer. My world stopped. MRI was ordered, referrals made to surgeon and oncologist. Yes, I opted to stay local, small hospital as I knew the surgeon well, I had worked with him for years, was friends with him and I respected him. MRI found 2 other spots, one near the original tumor, one on my left breast. MRI guided biopsy came back, hyperplasia ductal on the left, the second one on the right was normal.
    Because the right breast was positive for lobular cancer I was told I would need chemotherapy and Tamoxifen for 10 years. To every ones surprise my onco gene came back low risk for recurrence. My # was 6… My team was shocked! Mind you, I donated 14 inches of hair prior to surgery! No chemo!! I did six weeks of radiation and now 10 years of Tamoxifen. Two months post radiation, I did my first Dirty Girl Mud Run in Killington, Vt!!!
    As hard as it has been, I am in a perfect position… I am using my experience and my position as a nurse to educate, support and help women. I am still seeing my oncologist every 3 months and my surgeon every 6 months and I wouldn’t have it any other way.

    Nancy L Meade, RN and breast cancer survivor. ~ I am hope ~


  5. Marty
    June 27, 2016 @ 7:33 am

    Credits: Rick Smith- gosanangelo – 2010

    Fear, hope and a miracle baby.

    The Miracle Baby’s story began 20 years ago when a young girl in Big Lake complained her leg was hurting.

    “I was in the sixth grade,” Marty Schillo told me. “We had been running two miles every day in gym class, so I thought that was causing it.”

    Her teacher excused Marty from running, but the pain wouldn’t stop.

    When the leg later gave way and Marty fell down a staircase at school she was rushed to the emergency room in Big Lake.

    “They said I had a leg tumor, but they didn’t know what kind it was, so they sent me to San Angelo,” she explained.

    “In San Angelo, doctors said they didn’t know what kind it was, either, so they sent me to San Antonio.”

    In San Antonio, “doctors ran tests on me forever,” she said.

    At first, “Nobody wanted to tell me what was wrong with me,” she said.

    But Marty knew something was terribly wrong when she overheard her parents crying.

    What the doctors found was a cancer the size of a grapefruit, a malignant round-cell tumor called Ewing’s sarcoma. The bone tumors, rare in girls, usually occur during puberty.

    The doctor advised amputating Marty’s leg from the hip down, but her father, Army Staff Sgt. Francis J. Schillo, said no.

    “He told them they weren’t going to do that,” Marty said.

    The doctors took another route, shrinking the tumor to the size of an orange, then removing it surgically. Finally, in a six-hour surgery, they rebuilt Marty’s leg and hip with bone grafts and metal.

    Marty celebrated her 13th birthday in the hospital.

    “The nurses made me a cake,” she remembered.

    Later, she and her mother, Mary Jo Schillo, made trips to the San Antonio hospital month after month for checkups and treatments.

    As a result of the tumor and the surgery, Marty learned to use crutches, first, and, later, a cane to help her walk.

    Even so, Marty realized how lucky she was. Two other children she met in the hospital who were also receiving cancer treatments died.

    But she never really accepted what the doctors told her. They said, because of the surgery and treatments, it was doubtful she could ever give birth.

    “Kids are everything to us,” said Susie Schillo, Marty’s younger sister. “We didn’t want to hear that part, that she couldn’t have kids.”

    “Having children was important to me,” Marty said, “I knew I couldn’t, but I kept hoping.”

    Over the years, the military family moved several times. Marty continued returning to San Antonio every year for checkups. The cancer never returned. She will be cancer-free for 20 years in April.

    During the 20 years, her father died. The family moved to San Angelo. Marty met Joe Barrientos.

    The two began seeing each other, and, several months ago, Marty made a shocking discovery.

    She was pregnant.

    She gave birth to a healthy baby boy at 9:07 a.m. Dec. 31 in San Angelo Community Hospital.

    “It was a miracle,” Marty said.

    They named little Joseph Francis Barrientos for his father and late grandfather.

    Tuesday, Marty and her family brought Joey downtown to the newspaper office.

    The 1-week-old child napped peacefully in his carrier while we visited.

    “Marty is a survivor, and Joey is our miracle baby boy,” Marty’s mom told me, watching her grandson sleep.

    “As long as you have your faith, you have everything,” she said.

    “Life goes on.”

    Marty said for a long time she was reluctant to talk about her illness. The experience was still “too scary, too traumatizing.”

    But, a couple of years ago when a group of Girl Scouts asked if she would share her story, Marty said yes.

    She brought along a grapefruit to give the girls an idea of the tumor’s size.

    Then she talked to them about fear and hope and miracles.

    “I told them it’s not hopeless,” she said. “There is always hope.

    “Keep hoping.”


  6. Heather
    July 25, 2016 @ 12:29 pm

    I have had skin cancer five times over the last 3 years. It all began in 2012 when I noticed a pink shiny spot on my forehead above my left eyebrow. I had ignored it at first, because I break out and have sensitive skin. Over the next few weeks, I realized it wasn’t going away. There were days that it would appear darker/redder and days where it would get really dry and flaky. I made an appointment with a local dermatologist who basically told me that it was nothing and I shouldn’t worry about it. So I didn’t. That was probably the worst thing I could have done.
    An entire year went by and that spot remained. One day I just had this feeling that I should get a second opinion and I did. I went to a different dermatologist who took one look at it and said it looked like skin cancer. A biopsy was done and one week later I got that phone call. I will never forget that day. I answered the phone, went in the backyard and the doctor said the words no one ever wants to hear, it was indeed skin cancer. She reassured me that it was basal cell and referred me to Fox Chase Cancer Center to a doctor who perfoms MOH’s surgery. It is done microscopicly to preserve as much good skin as possible especially in places where there isn’t a lot. For example, the face, nose, ears.
    I ended up having my first surgery in June of 2013 at the age of 25. Surgery went well, the cancer was completely removed per the doctor. About 2 months later, another spot started to appear right above the scar from surgery. I started questioning if it could be cancer again but told myself that it was impossible. How could it be cancer if surgery removed it all? Three months went by and it was getting worse. I found myself back at Fox Chase getting another biopsy. Once again, I received that dreaded phone call a week later. I had cancer again.
    I went in for my second surgery Christmas Eve of 2013. Once the doctor started removing the cancer, he realized how far down it went. He said it was an infiltrate basal cell. Like an ceberg, you saw the tip on the surface but underneath expanded. I had many layers removed and at one point the thought of a skin graph was talked about. Fortunately, I did not have to go that route. For the second time, I recovered well. Two years went by and I thought I was out of the woods.
    In June of 2015, I noticed a similar spot appearing above my right eyebrow. I watched it for a few weeks and then was back at Fox Chase. I had my third biopsy which resulted in squamous cell cancer. The doctor told me he thought it was best to do topical chemotherapy as opposed to surgery. For 6 weeks, Monday through Friday, I applied Imiquimod, the topical chemo nightly. By week 4, I was so sick. I developed enlarged lymph nodes down my entire right side and an enlarged spleen. I stopped the medicine for one week and then continued as planned. It made me so anxious, jittery, and uneasy. It is hard to explain the feeling but it was almost like I was continuously running a marathon. I felt like I couldn’t calm down and that’s when I started drawing. I would sit and draw for hours, channeling all my emotions onto paper. I finished my chemo and after a few weeks started to feel better.
    In December, I went for a follow up and got diagnosed with a new basal cell under my right eye near the bridge of my nose. I went on a different topical chemotherapy called Picato gel for 3 nights. That one wasn’t so bad and it seemed to work fine.
    In March of 2016 I went for my routine 3 month check up. The cancer above my right eye brow which we treated with chemotherapy was back. I went in for my third surgery the next day. It was fully removed.
    So what now? I have a new spot near my right eye brow once again that I am waiting to see the doctor about.
    I don’t know what I keep getting skin cancer. My grandmom had it late in her life but she worshiped the sun and would put olive oil on to sun bathe. I used to tan at the tanning salon as a teen and that’s probably the cause. It is sad, the world we live in. The tanner you are the more attractive people find you. If I would have known when I was 16 that at the age of 29 I would have had skin cancer 5 times, surgrey 3 times and chemo twice I would have chose differently.
    I use sunblock all the time now, try to find shade. I speak out a lot about it. I have 3 children that know how important it is to make sure they have their sin block on.
    I have also tried alternative ways to fight against this cancer, like apple cider vinegar and frankensense oil.
    I keep fighting because I have to. I have 3 beautiful children that need me. They help me through my frustrations and sadness. And art, that is my escape. If you look at my instagram @hmaerten you can find my art there.
    I don’t know what the future holds. Am I scared? Yes, but I got through it. Skin cancer is one of the least talked about cancers yet it claims more lives than most cancers. Being vigilant and getting routine skin checks is absolutely necessary and most skin cancers can be fully removed and treated.


  7. Eve
    July 28, 2016 @ 2:58 am

    As soon as I heard the word cancer it was like a death sentence. As soon as they told me it was a rare form that is incurable I felt like it was the last nail on the coffin but as soon as they couldn’t give me a prognosis I started to believe in miracles. I made a choice, I can die or I can fight. I chose to just live. Now cancer has made me take notice in how I live and I change what I can and let go of everything else. Life is beautiful. Cancer taught me to enjoy it. It’s my way of keeping positive, I know it’s going to kill me, I know it has spread and I know my options are limited however I also know that anything is possible. I’m still alive for a reason, that’s a miracle in my eyes. Keep positive. Keep living. We are still among the living embrace that. For absolute fun, get a bucket list going and hold yourself to it, even if something’s seem outrageous just write it down, the thought alone of day dreaming about it does help when everything else goes down hill


  8. Terri
    December 16, 2016 @ 12:31 pm

    I relapsed in end of July-2016-I’m going through my Second Round of Chemo & will have another CT Scan in about 2-3 weeks….When I First Felt The HORRIBLE Pains From The “Alien” (Cancer) I KNEW What It Was Before The Doctors Did & Wanted To Know How I Knew It Was Back–I Told Them That I Straight Up KNEW & REMEMBER THAT PAIN-PRESSURE!
    My Alien spots in my lungs & liver are Very Small & Very Few Of Them! My Oncologist says he Feels I can kick this in 2 Rounds of Chemo. And if I’m not able to kick it into rounds googling to decide if I am going to stay here and do more chemo or if I am going to go down to San Francisco and check in on some of the clinical trials that they have going! My youngest daughter-both girls are so terrified & my youngest daughter is wondering if I have thought of what I might do if I relapse for a Third Time…..I Hadn’t Even Thought Of That-I Had No Answer For Her-I Have NO Idea What I Might Do…. I’m Ssooo Scared


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