Healing after Cancer
The Kindness of many has shaped my life in positive ways. The malice of some has shaped it in negative ways.
Soon after discovering I had prostate cancer, a number of friends reached out to me. I don’t know how they knew to do so. When I asked, their answers were similar:
“You’ve been on my mind so I wanted to see how you were doing.”
Upon hearing the news, one dear friend hooked me up with one of the leading prostate cancer clinics in the country. I was gifted an extensive phone consultation, two books* and a reference for another clinic closer to my home.
Their information and kindness led me to a clear conclusion. If I wanted to heal from my cancer diagnosis and avoid invasive medical procedures, I would have to make major changes in my lifestyle. I would have to heal myself and would do so with the loving support of others.
I knew that self healing was possible from a previous issue I had with recurring growths on my spine. An initial surgery didn’t work. As a result, I was told that more surgery was necessary to fix the problem.
I decided to seek alternative solutions. First, I had to ignore two surgeons’ derisive comments. Then, I worked to find a study that reinforced my choice. The process was grueling, arduous, painful, and tested every bit of my resolve but it worked. Over time, I healed.
Healing from Cancer
If I could heal and walk away from my back issues, I could heal from cancer and restore some semblance of ‘normal’ sexual function to my life.
The first dramatic changes began with choices about what I put into my body. I stopped drinking alcohol and stopped smoking cigars. Next, I stopped eating processed foods, and began eating a variation of a Mediterranean diet rich with whole foods.
I stepped up my exercise routine to seven days a week and added yoga and daily meditation. Without consciously trying to lose weight, I lost 40 pounds.
I took prescribed medication to assist my efforts along with various supplements. The meds did a number on my libido and ability to have an erection as predicted.
Writing erotica helped fill the void. If I couldn’t have sex I would create a character, My’Kuyah, who could and chronicle his adventures in my Finding Erotica books. It was at that point I met a woman who became my friend, confidante, business partner, and sex therapist.