This could be a cure for pancreatic cancer ....

When learning you have pancreatic cancer you soon discover there are a wide variety of ideas for effective treatment out there and loving suggestions offered. Some are traditional (insurance pays) and there have been numerous non-traditional (self pay) treatments mentioned. These include everything from thermotherapy (exposure to far infrared rays) to coffee enemas (I haven't been successful in finding a partner or assistant for this??).


Until now, I have taken the "conventional" treatment path, but am very excited to announce that I am thinking about starting a new non-traditional treatment — sticky buns. That's right. Sticky buns. But not just any sticky buns. Oh no, they must be Mr. Sticky homemade sticky buns. The dosage is one Mr. Sticky's sticky bun a day. Who knows? It could cure my cancer. And if it doesn't ... so what? ... what do I have to lose? 


No matter what image you may conjure up of Mr. Sticky, I must profess his homemade sticky buns are to "die for" (sorry for the indelicate double-entendre). As the ad says, they are "extremely addictive". I know what I'll do ..... I'll start my own cancer clinical trial with sticky buns as the potential elixir. What a grand idea! A new, never-done-before clinical trial to treat cancer.

This Mr. Sticky's ad has been running in the Lancaster Intelligencer Journal/New Era in recent weeks. Notice that they are cheaper by the dozen. I highly recommend them whether you have cancer or not.

They ship FedEx.

The other more conventional cancer treatment I started last Friday is a new chemo regimen. For seven days now I have been swallowing five pills in the morning and five in the evening (pictured with a quarter below). The drug is Xeloda and after one week I am starting to feel some side effects - most notable are a mild headache and dizziness. After two weeks I can expect other side effects. It's a long depressing list. I accept your well wishes and prayers for minimal side effects AND effective tumor reduction or at least growth stoppage.

The five Xeloda pills I have to take twice a day. At first I thought I would like Barb to give them to me with a balling gun like we used on young calves on the farm, but I haven't had too much trouble gulping them down with water. I'm sure I have thoroughly bored you readers with this insight into chemo pills, but it's what I'm doing and inquiring minds want to know. Thanks for reading and sharing your love.