Tuesday, March 17, 2015

About 20 years ago I had a small tumor growing out of the side of my neck. It seemed minor. I went to a dermatologist to see about it.
He ruled out him being involved. The tumor could be serious. So I went to an ear eye nose and throat guy. He took it out. I was swollen for a week.

There were three more such operations. About every two years. The tumors were always benign. Always lymph nodes growing in odd places. Strange.

I laughingly told my EENT  Doctor that I was back again. 4th time. What a drag. Like all the other times it was to be an in house operation. At the last minute upon my arrival at his clinic he told me he had booked an operating suite at the hospital.
Really?
He said he had a feeling this might be different.

I woke up. I was thinking about my ride. Did he wait? How was I getting home? Oh hell  no he didn't wait. It was an 8 plus hour operation. Over 200 tumors removed. One spit gland was gone also. Plastic was shoved in the spot where it was.
He was tired, but he gave me the fight story.

He had to basically remove my face.  8 hours.

I asked him what can I do about this?

He speculated it might be an environmental hormone exposure problem. But it was just speculation.

I took it to heart. In my readings on the subject I became aware of environmental endocrine pollution.

I removed from my life: Deodorants. Pesticides. Skin creams. Hair products. Scented anything in laundry and soaps.

All precooked foods. All canned goods. Most plastic bottled products.

And I began the process of learning how to cook For myself from scratch.

Haven't had an operation in 13 years. 

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