During my wife's final weeks on Earth we had to call 911 and ride the ambulance to the emergency department several times. In one case she was experiencing a pain crisis but the emergency department was so understaffed it took over three hours of agony from the initial call before anyone gave her an IV with painkillers. Also she couldn't really sleep properly in the hospital room for a variety of reasons. Her cancer was so far progressed in her lungs, bones, and brain that there wasn't anything they could do except try to ease her suffering. But how could they do that in this stressful environment? Then we transitioned to home hospice for what turned out to be her final week. This was so much better. They sent powerful pain meds that I could administer as needed. There were nurse visits and a nurse on call round the clock. At home my younger daughter cooked what turned out to be her last meal and my older daughter held her hand when she slept in her own bed. We were advised that she didn't have much longer to live, and how to know it was the end. Then she died without pain surrounded by the people who love her.

This is one of the hardest things I’ve had to write. As many of you know, Cancer Warriors started because of my mum. Everything I’ve shared here, everything I’ve learned it was all to help her and others along the way. She fought so hard. Even through years of mental health struggles, trauma, loss, and eventually cancer, she kept going. She changed her lifestyle, quit smoking, improved her diet, stayed active, and never stopped trying even when things were hard mentally. We had hope. Real hope. She had just started a new protocol we believed in through Astron Health. And then everything changed very suddenly. She developed acute gastrointestinal symptoms, was admitted to hospital, and within a short period things escalated in a way that still doesn’t fully make sense to me. The initial diagnosis was ischaemic colitis, and she received treatment with IV fluids and anticoagulation. Then: - her markers improved - her pain improved - her circulation improved But at the same time: - inflammation was rising and remained extremely high (CRP 14 on admission, then 400 later) - her oxygen levels worsened before later improving - and concerns we raised about possible contributing factors were not fully explored at the time, despite the acute onset of symptoms, confirmed COVID infection, hypoxia, and rising oxygen requirements which raised concerns about possible severe COVID-related lung involvement. Over time, things progressed to a bowel obstruction, and we lost her. The two CT scans during her admission showed a very different picture overtime, with significant progression. I was there every day. I stayed in the hospital for 14 days. I never left. I slept next to her. I asked questions, I researched, I pushed where I could. And now I’m left with a lot of unanswered questions. Questions that I feel I owe it to her to understand. There were also periods where her inflammatory markers were extremely high and her oxygen levels dropped significantly. This raised questions for me about whether all possible causes of her deterioration were fully explored at the time, and whether earlier or different intervention could have made a difference.

This is a difficult journey. I haven’t shared much, Ive read quite a few of comments. I’ve been on here because my daughter was fighting cancer. She gave it all she had. She did keto, hyperbaric, red light therapy, combined it with SOC. Maki’s Meekim, everyone. And anyway, yesterday she breathed her last breath and entered eternity. Our hearts are broken, there was nothing on earth she did that stopped it. However she had a quality life up to August 8 I think, then things just kept coming. Somehow a positive challenge that could come out - I would love to see integrative medicine and SOC work together and wonder if anyone would have an idea of how we could move forward and work towards this? Don’t know what else to say but I do pray for you all fighting this disease and am grateful for every success story. And am so sad the ones that have been heartbroken and lost their loved ones. It is truly gut wrenching and very sad God bless you all!

Tragically, my wife was not willing to try changing from her junk food diet when her cancer was detected in 2023. She underwent conventional treatment at the Fred Hutchinson Cancer Center. She died two months ago, leaving me and our teenage homeschooled daughters. I did get her the recommended hydrogen generator that she tried a few times but did not use consistently. I think the manufacturer is willing to buy it back at half price, which I will pursue when I’m not swamped with other tasks. If anyone in Seattle wants to pick it up themselves, contact me. I have been on a high-fat carnivore diet for years, eliminating a skin problem and the belly fat I used to have. No pharma products in my life, and no health problems. Well, I do use melatonin for sleep, which I should probably quit. Unfortunately my daughters eat the standard junk food diet, which may be why they have skin problems. I hope they will consider improving their diet when they start to get fat. I don’t think I will be very active in this group henceforth. I hope you all try eliminating junk food and extend your healthy lives.

It’s taken me a few days to sit down and write this. I didn’t really know what to say… or where to even start. Losing my mum has been the hardest thing I’ve ever gone through. She wasn’t just my mum… She was my purpose, my everything, and the reason this community exists. Some of you have been here from the beginning… and you know how much she meant to all of this. Cancer Warriors was never just a group. It became something we were all going through together. Every protocol we explored… All the late nights researching… Everything I shared here… It started with her. Everything I was doing… everything I was learning — it was for her. And somewhere along the way, it became bigger than just us. It became about all of you — the messages, the shared experiences, the people fighting, the families searching for answers. It stopped being just our journey… and became something we were all a part of. I’m still processing everything… Some moments hit harder than others. There’s a lot of sadness… but also moments where things feel strangely clear. I’ll be honest — this hasn’t been easy. I’m still figuring out how to process everything, and some days I probably push myself more than I should. But having this mission gives me something to hold onto. I’ve been doing what I can to get through the days — some of it healthy, some of it just coping — and I’m still trying to find my balance. I don’t think there’s a “right way” to deal with something like this. But I do know this… Even though she’s gone… What we built together is still here. And the mission is still here. This isn’t the end. If anything, this has made things clearer for me. There are too many people going through this. Too many families looking for answers. Too many people being told there’s nothing more that can be done. I’ve seen things that made a difference. I’ve seen what can help. And I’ve seen how powerful it is when people come together and share what they know. So, moving forward… I’m not stopping.