Tag : melanoma
[This is the Second Part of my Series on black salve. WARNING: Some may consider the images on this post to be graphic, but please note that cancer does NOT attack clothing, but rather the naked body.]
I could have also titled this post My Left Boob Tried to Kill Me (Small as It Is). In any case, here ’tis…and don’t tell me I never do nothin’ fer ye.
In December of 2011, I noticed a lesion on my left breast nipple. It itched, I scratched, and it bled. Having a long history of extensive melanoma that appears where the sun shines (and where it doesn’t), this was not a good sign. There were other symptoms as well, including a draining sensation in the lymph nodes in my left armpit. Yep, there was definitely something going on there.
In the early days of 2012, I started looking around for a way to address this newfound thing on my body and did a lot of research to boot. Was this breast cancer? Or melanoma gone wild? Given that my attitude toward cancer is that it’s all systemic to me, did it matter?
In some ways, yes, because melanoma is a hormonal-driven cancer, that is, it can get a lot worse very quickly via fluctuations in estrogen (birth control pills, monthly cycles, some say soy and some say not, etc.). But in most ways, no. Because it boiled down to the fact that I was still dealing with the Big C, long after my initial melanoma diagnosis in 2001. Meaning there was – is – something in me which produces this condition, with help from toxicity, stress and/or whatever other co-factors are floating around at any given time that might cause the cup to runeth over.
Black Salve Pasty, aka Initial Application
After several months of being told to have mammograms and other things I wasn’t too keen on (I’d prefer thermography), I jumped right in with the black salve and slathered my left nipple with it (see pic to the left).
Hours After Black Salve Application
A few hours later, I snapped a shot of the salve’s effects, which were immediate and intense. Note on the pic to the right there is lots of swelling and white areas with some darker areas just starting to appear. I then re-applied more salve and decided to leave it on until the pain started to subside.
This was three days I’ll never forget. Zero sleep for a full 72 hours. And, breast tissue being as sensitive as it is, pain like you would not believe. Yes, I made a mental note to go a bit slower in the future.
The next image shows how it looked many days after applying the salve, when it had had a chance to dry out with some of the smaller satellite areas flaking off, and after the swelling had gone down quite a bit:
Just Before the Biopsy: Black Salve Treated Left Nipple Lesion with Scab
I’m not a fan of the insurance-racketed system here in the US, nor am I thrilled with the pricing of some procedures, so I contacted the Komen Foundation for this one. I wanted some answers in the form of labwork, especially since I had an active lesion treated with the black salve.
The doctor handling my case told me she “didn’t buy it” regarding the black salve killing off the cancer and told me “the whole nipple’s gonna have to come out.”
Surgery sure does pay!
Ahhh, US Sick’n’Pay. Anything not sanctioned by Big Pharma was in the doghouse, and quackery, and all of it. But, thanks to a biopsy that included the black salve-treated lesion (it fell off during the operation, so the doctor included it for analysis), I was about to see a different picture, namely the one below:
Left Breast Nipple Lesion Pathology Report
After this pathology report showed up, the doctor was silent on all my comments about the salve killing off the cancer. She did say “the pathologist thought he saw something, but it was dried out,” and ordered another biopsy (thankfully negative), but never said she was “not buying it” or anything like that again. That is because “negative for viable epidermis” means DEAD TISSUE. ‘Nuff said.
Yes, black salve does work. It will debulk a tumor. No, I don’t know exactly how. Yes, treating with the black salve can be painful. And if you don’t go slow, you may wind up with big chunks of necrotic tissue falling off your bod. That is how effective it is.
And yes, I have photos of the post-biopsy lesion area featuring stitches, but have chosen not to include those here (and sorry, no images of pliers on the nipple or anything like that, so please don’t hound me for those).
At this point, I am left with one nipple and something that looks along the lines of a pale pink pasty – such is the nature of cancer. Perhaps I could get away with some nude protests and not get prosecuted (oh, when will this country ditch the puritanical shite?).
My research and experiences continue. My next trick may involve multiple shave biopsies and black salve applications to validate that it only attacks cancerous tissue.
Any doctors out there game?
As always, I’ll post more information as I have it.
Yours in Good Health,
Alison
[Contents of this post are for educational purposes only and all that jazz.]
[This is the First Part of my Series on black salve. All I can say is, there will be others.]
Black salve has been one of my cancer treatments of choice for the past 12 years since my melanoma diagnosis in Doylestown, Pennsylvania in 2001.
I found it first at herbhealers.com, thanks to some generous souls online whose healthcare nightmares mirrored my own. Days after my diagnosis, I visited their website and saw this: 100% Money Back Guarantee.
I was certainly in brand new territory, so I bought a small container of the stuff, which, upon arrival, looked and smelled like electronic licorice and was about the same color. It was thick, pungent and deep – and I got the feeling that when I was looking at it, it was looking straight back at me (cue theme from The Twilight Zone).
Following the instructions opened up my eyes to a brand new world: one where cancer treatments were both highly effective and inexpensive (in the case of my little tub of black salve, just under $25). This was my first step to freedom from the ineffectual circle jerk of pills, surgeries and doctors who never bothered getting to the root of the issue and solving it, but collected nonetheless.
After trying black salve out on a couple melanomas, I was sold. I said “shove it” to the gettajob-to-pay-for-pharma-based-healthcare half-life. I’d been on that downward spiral long enough, and there was nothing like a Big C diagnosis as a lead-in to going entrepreneurial and constructing my own path to healing. It really opened my eyes to the way much of society is actually run – and I discovered along the way that The Giant Sucking Sound wasn’t coming from me.
The first melanoma on which I used the salve was one I’d nicknamed Half’n’Half: a half-pink, half-brown, all-weird creature living on my skin with a black spot right in the middle where the two halves met in a perfectly straight line. It looked like something I’d encounter in Stephen King’s short, The Mist – or perhaps in a museum of modern art.
That just wasn’t right. Biopsies told me as much.
I put a fingertipful of the salve on Half’n’Half, and almost immediately, the sensation described in the lit that came with the Salve became reality: that of a rubber band snapping against my skin.
This continued for almost a day as the salve had its way with the mole, which later became like a solar eclipse, featuring a large black spot with a white halo around it, surrounded by another slightly pink halo of inflammation as this cancerous mole-monster was successfully treated. Eventually, the lesion became a dried-out scab as the skin below pushed the whole mess out of my body. Good riddance!
A couple weeks in, it fell off, leaving a slight indentation that filled back in over time and left a slightly scarred area that was a hair lighter than my normal skin tone. Looking at the fallen scab, I saw two black helical tendrils floating down from the pitch-dark mass in its middle. This got me thinking that I was staring at something that very possibly could have killed me if I hadn’t intervened.
In the years following, I’ve treated dozens of skin lesions, including several on my face as well as a breast nipple lesion that first appeared in late 2011 and became a real problem in 2012 (do check that one out – it’s a real doozy!). All using the same small container of black salve I’d bought in 2001, the same one I’d shared with friends, skeptics and willing-to-try-it-types. All were amazed at the results and often came back to me with questions on where to get it.
What works…works.
This was also the same container I’ve brought with me to various doctor’s offices, attempting to inform my white-coated compatriots about how well the salve worked. On many such occasions, I got the denial routine, after which I got up and left, telling the front office staff not to bother sending me a bill. I guess if your livelihood depends on a system that must outlaw or deny its far less expensive, but highly effective competition within what is heavily marketed to us as a “free market” system, that speaks for itself. Suffice it to say: science corrupted by money is not science at all.
Over time, black salve has proven itself a very effective tumor debulking agent that costs a tiny fraction of all the surgeries I’d have needed, if I’d chosen the surgical route.
A few black salve resources:
- The Black Salve Page on Facebook
- Search on the term “Black Salve” on YouTube
Yours in Good Health,
Alison
On to Part 2 in this Series: My Big Black Salve Boob Job