The Orgasmic Lightness of Being

A natural-health newsletter alerts me to the rise of cancer among pharmacists, nurses, and doctors who handle chimotherapy chemicals. Rick the Health Ranger says, "Treating cancer with chemotherapy is like treating alcoholism with vodka. It’s like treating heart disease with cheese, or like treating diabetes with high-fructose corn syrup. Cancer cannot be cured by the very thing that causes it.

"And to those who deal in poison, watch out for the cause-and-effect laws of biology. If you deal in chemotherapy chemicals, don’t be surprised if you get cancer one day. If you deal in chemical pesticides, don’t be surprised if you get Alzheimer’s. If you’re a dentist installing mercury fillings in the mouths of clients, don’t be surprised if one day you just go stark raving mad (because mercury causes insanity, and dentists breathe in mercury vapor thrown into the air from their drills).

"If you work around chemicals, they will eventually impact your health, and never in a good way."

I read that the leading cause of death in my province in the last year was cancer. The news does not cause so much as a ripple, because we knew. Not a single conversation, no controversy, because, at some level, we already knew.

Not surprisingly, when my lovely Polish surgeon told me I was cancer-free, I arose from my chair as if filled with hot air and bounced around the room like a balloon, clapping my paws for joy. Free! Free! No need to decide on chimo or radiation. Free!

Until next time. Until I let stress wreck the body once more. Until I fall prey to the easy ways of stemming hunger and thirst, loneliness and stress. Free.

I don’t know where to look, where to put my hands. I don’t feel the floor beneath my feet. I float away with a ridiculous smile on my face. Cancer-free…free to be, you and me….

About Wolffy

Kaimana Wolff, novelist, poet and playwright, survives in a small community on the coast of British Columbia with her friend, a beautiful soul housed in a wolfish body. Often Lord Tyee and Wolff can be heard devising new howls, songs and dances on the lawns, in the parks, and in glens of the great forests still permitted to stand.
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  1. Congratulations!! Great news.

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