Cancer ENT: from doctors, hospital and success

Protocol

• 10.10.2013
  humorous development until the surgery

  The surgery went smoothly and when I woke up in the recovery room, I immediately started self-treatment. Someone asked, “What are you doing?” “Reiki.” “Well, go ahead.” By the time I was through, I was asleep again.

  I woke up again in the hospital room and it was still morning. I was already feeling really good and a nurse brought food. Great! The doctors were satisfied, I should not do any sports etc. and I came home quickly. Anyway, my wife was amazed at how smoothly it went, and so was I. I continued to treat myself and sent to the perfect healing of my surgical scars.

  This worked so well that the ENT doctor was pleased with the healing of the scars. However, he had started my appointment with a sentence I was not prepared for. “I’m sorry to tell them that… So you have cancer.”

  Cancer? Me? Why already now? – and similar thoughts went through my head. I was thunderstruck, because in my family, cancer was synonymous with death. For a brief moment, I was no longer really listening.

  As I wrote, my doctor was satisfied with the healing process and wanted to take some pictures for a surgeon. His next question was where to operate. Stupid question! I don’t know anything about that. Preferably where I get the very best result. “All right, then go see a specialist at the University Hospital in Kiel. I will try to get an appointment for you right away. Please give me your phone and email details. The specialist can then reach them. Think nothing of it, he is a little unusual in his way, but the best for you. Indeed, the position of the ulcer is very rare and also unusual. Also, the best facial reconstruction for your case will be done there.”

  Great, something normal it could not be with me again. About 30 years ago I had one half of my face restored after an accident and now this! I had enough for the day and the next few days. Enough!

  I was given a hospital referral and told that I would probably be called from Kiel. My ENT doctor is on vacation for the next few days and that is why he is already preparing everything.
  The second doctor to treat me and then go on vacation. What is it with me?!

  But now I realized very intensely that I needed help. I couldn’t get through that time all by myself. I remembered our emergency chain. Susanne, my Reiki teacher, organized some Reiki II and 3A practitioners to support me with Reiki distance treatments. Thank you! Man, oh man am I lucky!

  On Friday, I went in for a CT scan on my face. At the earliest from Monday there will be results about the size and exact location of the ulcer and very important: are there metastases? So there are more uncertainties about the extent of the disease. By the way, this went on all the time and will continue to do so for the next 5 years. Many investigations were to follow. I felt the Reiki support every day. That did very well!

  Now comes something extraordinary. During my self-treatment, I had always wished to talk to the surgeon.

  Saturday evening, around 8 p.m., my phone rings. A call from Kiel. It’s the attending. He actually wanted me to come to the clinic by next Monday. – That fast? Nothing was prepared yet. – Then he explains to me a lot about the disease, treatment options, legal handling, aftercare, building up noses after a grace period of one year and, and, and. In the end, he says he plans to go on vacation on Wednesday. (Another one who escapes?) We can talk some more and he finally comes to the conclusion that he will send me a surgery date with an invitation by e-mail for the time right after his vacation. I am reassured and glad for the clarification. In the meantime, all other preliminary examinations can be made.

  Even my family doctor, whom I have known for a long time, calls me and explains his assessment of the cancer. “It is a small tumor, but a large one among the small ones. Moderately differentiated, but may have less significance at the site. Even if after removal, treatments follow where you get bad and lose your hair, you gain life.” That’s exactly the latter I had in mind.

  We still talk about the different clinics in the area and I still told him that the University Hospital wrote on their website that they were leaders for my treatments. You can’t write something like that with impunity. My doctor comes to the conclusion that I’d better go to Kiel then.

  In the evening there is a meeting at my ENT doctor’s office with my wife and me. I had still asked if he was sure my wife would come. He was, only my wife was not. She could hardly stand all the things she heard there about removed noses and artificial body parts. I endured it and that gave her confidence for the future. The CT result of no spread of the cancer in my face already put us all in a positive mood.

  In all preliminary examinations, the key is always to make sure that nothing suspicious is found that would indicate that the cancer has spread. This is the part of the time until surgery that makes the wait so unpleasant. Fortunately I had your support and my self-treatment with Reiki. By the way, my self-treatment meanwhile lasted much longer than just one hour. And I used all the techniques for treatment that I know.

  I also had Susanne’s confidence, who continued to invite me as an assistant to the 3A seminar in October. I gladly accepted the offer. I. was also present at the seminar as an assistant. How beautiful! We had done our 3A seminar together!

  From my sport colleagues – Shinson HapKiDo – I got meanwhile also Ki sent, as it is already in the names.

• 31.10.2013
  Boomn! significant difference!

  Why is all this so important to me? It worked and works! The explanation comes now.

  It’s coming up to the end of October and a friend is driving me to Kiel. The recording procedure is a story in itself. My friend and I joked around all day and we infected many there. Even when I had to go to a photographer who took my face from all angles. I then asked if they still needed “before and after photos” for the “Brigitte”. She hadn’t heard that either. Most people are serious and very closed when shooting. I smiled in the pictures when I was allowed to.

  I even met my doctor in the second attempt of admission to assist in the surgery. She was clear and unmistakable in her instructions and advice about the upcoming surgery. Someone so clear and kindly decisive is what I wished for my surgery. But it was to get even better.

  In the evening I was alone. All alone, and I was able to do my heart dedication and wrap the building in symbols. That’s called luck. I had also already forgotten that I couldn’t get a card for the TV out of the payment machines. The things refused to take my money. I wasn’t supposed to watch TV. So I lay down in my bed and read. I could not sleep. Then the room door opened at half past eleven. A tall man in a smock peered around the corner and asked, “You must be Mr. ……. be. I am your surgeon tomorrow. Do you still have time for me? Then please come into the treatment room.” My response, “I have time. I have nothing better to do.” And off we went.

  We went into the treatment room and he starts searching the inside of my nose with his exam optics. In the meantime, he explains a lot to me about surgical procedures, examination methods of cancerous tissue and the probability of accuracy of histological assessments and, and, and.

  Moreover, with the first sentence he had immediately realized that my face had been operated on before. Man, man, man, a lot of information came together. Then, after a pause for thought, he said the sentence I had been hoping for:

  “Hmm, there is a significant difference between the findings at hand and what I see here, or rather don’t see. I can’t even see scars from the previous surgery.”

  Boom! That struck a chord with me. I had so wanted the attending to notice the change from the treatments before the surgery. I had no doubt that something had happened. Here my wish had come true and literally at the last minute.

• 30.11.2013
  no cancer cells!

  The operation took place the next morning. I was able to call my wife just before and tell her about the change and the hope that came with it.

  After the surgery, I still did my self-treatment in the recovery room and again I was observed. And again I heard, “Well, go ahead and do it.”

  I woke up again in the ward room and there were two women standing at the foot of my bed. One was the assisting doctor, the other was the ward nurse. The picture I saw was remarkable. Both women were putting their heads together, but on top of each other. They held their heads horizontally to each other. Even more comical was what they said, “Well, we did a good job with that.” I greeted and congratulated them both. Then I did the most important thing for me. I tried to move my nostrils. It worked! The thing was still in my face! The doctor wished me all the best and I should still rest. Both of them left the room.

  Rest? Pah! I first looked in the mirror next to me. No doubt about it! My nose was still there! So first I went to my closet and texted many with the good news. After that I rested. Sometime later, the doctor told me that I could go home the next day. Huh? Tomorrow already? How come?

  He said that the operation went well, and if there is no more bleeding, nothing will stand in the way of my departure. The result of the tissue examination can be available in a week at the earliest. The next morning I was also examined by my surgeon. He was also in good spirits, but did not want to cheer yet until the test results were available. I could go home with peace of mind.

  And so it came to pass. The return trip is a story in itself, so I won’t tell it here. Last but not least, it took a little more than two weeks until the examination result of the removed tissue was available.

  “No other portions of clinically known intermediate-grade differentiated squamous cell carcinoma.”

  So no more cancer cells to see! If it stays like this for the next 5 years, I will not only have successfully survived cancer, I will have beaten it.

• 15.12.2017
  5 years later: no cancer findings

  Susanne Dölvers, the Reiki Master in Bremen mentioned in the report, meets the man who wrote this report. There are still no further cancer findings.