I am an ovarian cancer survivor. by Pam Clark I am not a doctor and I am not making any "sure cure" statements nor am I trying to sell that. But I can share what worked for me. One day in 2006, I was retrieving something that went under my couch and had to lay on my stomach to do it. I felt a lump and it was painful. I was surprised. I wondered about it, but I had so many problems it seemed (because I was broke), that it was just one more problem. I didn't have medical insurance and I could not afford to go to the doctor. So I just put up with it. But the pain got worse. I was in my 50's with still a lot of hope for life. I had "acquired" a severe case of poison ivy earlier when I saw this “pretty ivy” in my yard, and could not go to the doctor for medicine that had to be prescribed, but finally broke down and went to ER when it got close to my eyes and they said it was the worse case they had ever seen. They gave me some shots and meds - something I could not get before because I didn't have $50 for the doctor appointment. But when it is a true emergency, ER will see you. Well, I wasn't going to "play" with ER, I would only go if it was really necessary. I had just moved to a new location and met some wonderful neighbors and all my friends told me as the stomach pain got worse and worse that I NEEDED to go the hospital. So finally, reluctantly, I did. I was becoming disabled by the pain. At ER they took x-rays and the next thing I know is that the doctor said "We have you scheduled for surgery tomorrow." No going home with a few pills, this was critical I was told. I was weak as a kitten so I said "okay." They wheeled me down to Radiology to get a CT scan and informed me that were going to give me a full hysterectomy. Even though I was older, the thought of not even still having a hope for kids overwhelmed me. I believed God could do miracles. Saw too many not to know that! Losing one ovary was bad but they said the chances of the other getting it was very high, so it would be a full hysterectomy. I was not in a place to argue but I still can remember the great sadness I had at the thought. I was one who believed in miracles but this took that hope away. It was not meant to be and I was forced to face it. My friends put me on a prayer chain, and oh I can't tell you, even today, how grateful I was for that. I am a believer in Jesus but some things are "big" for us even still. Something was taking over my life and I had little if no control! I thank God for the wonderful doctor I got. I had the surgery that next day and he said they got most of it, but couldn't get all of it. I was stage 3B and he really worked he said to get what he could. It was the biggest turmor he had ever seen for that, he said, and sent it to some place for medical documentation. I was to get scheduled for an appointment at his office after the surgery and to set things up to get the chemo I had a ten inch scar with clamps. It was not easy. I lived alone and it was painful. Thank God for my friends. So of course at home after I could hobble around a little, I got on the internet and was shocked to see how little hope there was for it. In fact then, there was really none, and I discovered there were SO MANY gimmicks to take advantage of people in that state. So many offered "sure cures" that even my weak reasoning could figure out, plus like I said, I was broke and couldn't afford them. I did start taking Communion at home. The one advantage I had on that poverty is that I qualified for Medicaid and that paid for my surgery! I was sooo grateful! When I went to my next follow up appointment, the doctor said I needed to do chemo "yesterday." I did not want to do chemo! I thought, I have friends that are good for visits, but none of them are going to stay with me on a daily basis, especially if I am bald and throwing up all the time. I just did not want to do that! I asked the doctor, "What are my chances?" He said, according to statistics, (in 2006), "you have a 30% chance of being alive in five years." I remember exclaiming, "That is a 70% chance I won't be!" He didn't say anything but just kindly looked at me and I realized that was the most hopeful thing he could say. I really appreciated his concern, and I asked him, "If this was your wife, would you want her to have chemo?" He said, "I would have her there yesterday," So I agreed for an appointment with the oncologist. I had some health nut friends who used to drive me crazy with "what to eat and not eat," but suddenly I was listening to them. One really discouraged me from the chemo and had a sheet of paper of what they would say to me at their office. Amazingly it was almost word for word in the actual experience. They played down all the bad. I was a single person who had to fend for myself and processing all this was VERY difficult. Friends brought by wonderful juice drinks and healthy food, and many came by to pray for me. My mother who had earlier passed on had been a career RN and I knew what she would say "Do the chemo!" She really believed in medicine and was gifted in her career. I was missing her love and tender care. But I was a believer too, and so I had to pray from a very sober place. Like I said, all the research on the internet offered no hope except for the "magic cures" most of which from my knowledge and discernment, I knew were not right. I loved my mother, and it was almost like I could hear her voice. She had passed on years earlier. But I got on the floor felling so helpless, and prayed and asked God, "Would You heal me???" And I heard this response in my spirit, "Is Jesus a Healer?" And I replied, "Oh yes! I have heard so many testimonies to that, and I believe that He is!" I meant that! Then timidly I asked, "Do I have to do the chemo?" And in a Voice, so VERY faint it was almost undiscernable, I heard, "No." But I KNEW I had heard it. Now let me say something right here. I know that chemo has helped some if not many people. But many also not. And as time goes by, and especially for certain things, the statistics for it are getting better and better. But a lot of of it was still experimental. But I knew my situation and I NEEDED God in this. I really think that if I had gone through it, it would have been hard, but I would have survived it. I chose the faith I was given. God will give us the direction that WE need! I can't tell you how hard that decision was, because in my head I also heard my mother screaming to do the medical way she believed in. But I weighed it all out FOR ME and this was my choice and my decision. I had a great doctor and loving friends and prayers and my faith. No one else was really going to be there 24/7 but God. I had awesome friends who came by and would pray and bring healthy food that I now had to get used to, more advice than I knew what to do with, but knew that it was all meant in love. And some of them really were healthy, ha ha! I have had an online presence for years and many of those followers also said they were praying and some even sent some health supplements. One named Susan really was led by God to give me some very practical supplements. God bless her! Also I had the memory of a friend who had Lupus in my past when I lived in Texas and she used to sit in a chair and it would take hours for her to even be able to get up out of the chair she shared. It was hopeless for her. But she used to tout this "barley green powder” stuff and you couldn't help but believe her because she overcame it and was all over the place! She just glowed! Watching her overcome that, was amazing but now it had to be practical for me and I worked to remember everything she had said. You know how some testimonies at church can be, it's their story not yours. But she went from extremely weak to being a praise dancer and a good one at that. It had made a mark on me. We would hang out in groups after church and she would take her barley green and order all this health food and you wouldn't argue, because it was working for her. She would sing its praises and she was a big fan of the Hallelujah Acres diet. This was in the 1990's. By now I am living in 2006 in another state. But here is the theory for it. And here is where my faith kicked in too. I learned that all bodies have cancer cells but our bodies fight them off. Just like any infection, our bodies work to fight it off. I reasoned rightly that I needed to help my body do just that! The barley green powder is from the young green leaves of the barley plant put into a powder form. It acts as a cleansing to your system, getting a lot of the impurities out. I remembered my friend saying you have to start small and work up. I learned in all my eagerness that she was right. She said you can develop a taste for it, and you can! Later I remembered that barley was a big part of the diet in early Israel in the Bible. They used to have ceremonies with the barley harvest! (the wave offering) Remember how they were known to be free of so many sicknesses? Later I learned that there are many barley products and not all are the same. Some were older barley leaves and stems dried and made powder and the "green" in that was long gone. At the time Hallelujah Acres was going strong and their BarleyMax was really fresh and good. That friend Susan also ordered me some of their CarrotMax powder too and it was good She also ordered me some sublingual oxygen drops, and I could feel the energy from that. You can overdo any of it, but they help in helpful measures! Remember, you are trying to help your body fight this off. That brand also went out of business (or the company sold to someone else) but you have to work sometimes to get the better stuff. And higher price is not always a factor because many tout the cures at high prices. But I am sure you have heard that many say that the oxygen helps and I agree. The key is not to abuse or over do it. Because I don't know how long this article will be up I am not going to say too much about brands, but right now (2020) on the barley green powder, I trust the PureCo and the Pure Planet brands. I’ve tried many others not so good on sale. So I started learning how to eat right (or better) and was doing all the things that good people I knew were sharing with me. No more high sugar foods, NO ASPARTAME or sucralose that are used in so many foods today. I used to drink Diet Cokes like crazy and when I stopped (a few years earlier) it really made a difference in how I felt. All my arthritic symptoms started going away. I won't touch aspartame now and can often taste it if it's something I didn't know it was in. I got strongly convinced that is was not good for you and made a point to stay away. Sugar is better for you than aspartame! Just saying! And a lot of sugar is not good for you. Honey is a better alternative and there are other products like stevia and guava that you can work with to see what works for you. You can make it work and sweet tooths can be fixed with fresh fruit, especially good smoothies. You just have to learn how to work with fruit (how to purchase and store it) and there are some good smoothies brands out there. But don't believe every claim, learn to discern what is really the real fresh unprocessed or very low processed things. Like some say, if you can't pronounce the name, it may be better left alone. Vitamin C is good but don't take it too late in the afternoon or you will have trouble sleeping. Coconut Oil is great for your oils and you won't get fat on it! It's also a good skin and hair conditioner! Above all, keep your faith and realize that God is on your side for healing. So much so that He sent His Son Jesus to us, to die on a cross for our sins and then gives us the gift of eternal life if we will believe in HIm. I do and it has been nothing but good for me. (See Isaiah 53) I read Bible translations that I can understand, my favorite one being the New King James Version of it. It’s the understandable Old King James version. God does miracles and He also works with nature. Let me tell you what happened after I went back to the doctor. I decided, as I shared, not to do the chemo. Then I started studying other people's testimonies. (Thank God for the internet for researching!) It was time to do my first marker test. Normal range is under 32, anything higher is an alert and usually if it's higher, it is way higher, like in the thousands. (This is what I was told.) My first marker after my doctors hard work in surgery and all my good barley and smoothies and salads was 8! Eight is the number of new beginnings and I was so happy! But I can tell you for five years, I was a nervous wreck every times they did the tests but my numbers stayed below 32. God is GOOD!!! After five years, you are considered in remission and I am still there. My diet has even not been so pure but I know not to get too far off. Your body will just tell you that you need to get back on the right path. Yes, faith is a big part of this, but I want to share that hope. It's real. I am a miracle. Because I had been transferred to another GP doctor after the OB/GYN who did the surgery, I had a subsititute doctor one time and he said (a few years later) to go get a pap smear, and so I went to that original doctor for it. When his secretary saw me, she burst into tears! She could not believe I was still alive. The doctor was happy and surprised. They had thought my time was short, but years later I am still here! I was so touched by all that. As I write this, I am almost 70 yeas old. I am writing all this to give practical hope. Every person's path is different but some things are just goodly logical. If we eat what helps our bodies function and don't get too way out there, we can survive. So many things can work against us but there are many things that can work for us and we just have to discover it. Weird does not necessarily make well! Love yourself. Love your friends and family. Be goodly practical - wanting good for yourself and others. And I would say Keep the Faith in believing that God really does want good for you. He does. Jesus loves you. We live in a fallen world but provision has been made for us on many levels. We just have to discover it. I'm not selling anything here, not collecting money here, just sharing what worked for me. I was stage 3b with very little hope short of a miracle. They didn't think I would make three years out. But God is good and many people are good and we all have a fighting chance with prayer, which is why I write this. Respect those who might know something more than you do. It worked for me. 15 years later, I am still here. All His Best! And you can always pray: Jesus, save me, and heal me. Pam Clark Currently still in North Carolina Right now you can email me here That will be subject to change if spammers take over, like they are so good at doing.