About the author:

Elaine was raised until the age of three in a small town in Pennsylvania, before her family moved to LaSalle, Michigan, just north of the Ohio border. She attended Monroe High School where she studied business. She later took courses in business in college.

Her marriage at a young age sadly ended in divorce, yet gave her four beautiful children. She worked in a factory until her children were grown, then left the factory to begin her own business.

She was again married, this time happily. Her husband joined her in her business until his death in 2005.

These days Elaine owns and operates Woodland Embroidery in Williamsburg, PA, and also spends much of her time listening to, and giving encouragement to, others who are going through the same kind of ordeal that she went through.


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Testimonies

The following testimonies are presented by their original authors in their original format.  No claims are made by Elaine Hulliberger as to their accuracy or expectations.

Earlene's Report

Joe Nevitt's Story

Aileen Grover

Alan D Johns

Albert J Dubuque

Angela Ellis

Audrey Teeling

Barbara Byrd

Baxter

Bingo

Brad Matznick

Carl Cazessus

Carol Skalba

Charlie Meese

Cindy Neal

Dennis Rogers

Donna Marvin

Ed C.

Felicia Guajardo

Gail Voyda

Joyce Richards

Georgeanna Rassie

Kathleen Jennie Metherell

Kathleen McVean Schultz

Kathy Keating

Ken Browne

Laurie M Patterson

Leanne Breiholz

Luke

Marge Sheridan Dubuque

Mickey Moore

Roberta Andre

Roland V Raham.

Ruth Keller

Samantha Dubuque

Sara Swearngan

Schera

Thomas Schwahm

Walter Grover

 



The First 60 Seconds of Cancer

The word. The Cancer word. It doesn’t have to be a death sentence.

I’m told that I have cancer.  It’s terminal.  I have only two months to live.
I’m instantly wrapped in an empty void.  No one is in there with me.  I’m truly alone.  A door has slammed shut, and I feel it lock tight.  I can’t touch the key because it’s only a word.  Cancer is the storm that blew the door closed, and it is the key that locked me out of my right to live.  I’m terrified.  I’m broken.  I take my next breath.

My oncologist is saying,“ I can’t treat you”.  No! I need help!  I want to fight for my life!  Someone has to help me do what I don’t know how to do.  Someone has to help me do what I can’t do alone!

So, I find another oncologist.  This one says, “I won’t treat you”.  “Why”, I ask?  “Because there might be more cancer in your liver than shows on the PET scan”.  “What do you mean… might?”

Three oncologists, a GP, and two surgeons all delivered the same grim outcome.  I had nine cancer sites that had spread from the original site in the colon.  All the help the oncologists were willing to give me was advice:  Go home and get your affairs in order.  This is where I found myself in November/December of 2005, just three months after my husband dropped dead at my feet.  I wish I had known then what I know now.  But, of course… I didn’t.

This is an autobiography, only inasmuch as I have to tell you my story, where I was in the beginning, in the middle of the fray, and how it all turned out.  I need to tell my story so a victim with cancer…any type of cancer… can dredge up the courage to fight the disease, have the faith to renounce their death sentence, and the hope they need to keep them alive.  It’s a hope that is born from their own grit and nurtured by God to see their battle with cancer through to a positive outcome.

The Long Road Back

Many, if not most people, have no idea there are options to consider in their battle with cancer.  Victims of cancer aren’t concerned about their choices and options when they’re first diagnosed.  They’re looking at an oncologist, a man or a woman, who is driven by statistics that he or she uses to predict the patient’s outcome.  The doctors know all about the drugs, the surgeries, the pain, and they’ve seen the desperation of the patient’s circumstances.  However, our medical universities don’t teach them about other options: Options that could very well save their lives.

Doctors have seen the drugs and surgeries used to treat cancer fail too many times.  So, somewhere along their way, too many of them have lost the ability to bring along compassion to the treatment table.  It’s as though they’ve forgotten that the patient’s heart and soul are not just by-products of the patient’s self. Our hearts and souls are the very spirit that gives us meaning.  Our spirit isan essential part of our recovery.  Some doctors seem to have forgotten that our spirit is that part of us that makes us tick, that helps us fight, that allows us to believe that we really can win.

My brother and sister-in-law helped me find an oncologist who would give me the right to fight my disease, and one who was willing to do whatever he could to give me the chance to go on with life.  I had to drive 220 miles each way to get the treatments that I couldn’t find at home.  But, I didn’t care one bit.  I had to do what I had to do.  I took the help I was offered, and I thanked God for the one doctor who would fight for me, and the only one I could find who would fight with me.

Time, however, was all he could offer.  My cancer was too aggressive, he said, and had spread too far to hope that it could be cured.  He felt he might extend my life to a year if I chose to take his treatments. He sent me to a colorectal surgeon that he had faith in.  The surgeon who examined me felt I should have colorectal surgery immediately.  However, my oncologist told me that I didn’t have enough lifetime left to consider the surgery.  I needed to get the chemotherapy drugs started as quickly as possible.  So, I was given 51 hours of three different chemotherapy drugs, and one drug booster, every other week for six months.

I nearly died of pneumonia after the first chemotherapy treatment.  I wanted to die after the second, as the drugs were burning my esophagus so badly I could barely sip water.  I couldn’t take the third treatment because my blood counts (neutrophils) were so very low.  It was at that time in my battle with cancer and the horrible chemotherapy drugs when my cousin introduced me to a non-toxic product that could help.

At first I dismissed the supplement, thinking that if chemotherapy drugs, (they felt like battery acid to me), couldn’t kill the cancer, then how could I believe that something natural could.  My next thought was, “What’s it going to do…kill me?”  I decided to give it a try.

What follows after my introduction to the drugs combined with a natural supplement is the ‘Happy Ending’ that brings me to the reason for the book.  It’s my true and documented story about how I won the battle with cancer.  It’s a story riddled with block walls, and tells of the tools needed to tear the walls down.  It’s a story that can belong to anyone who really wants to fight and win.  It can be your ‘Happy Ending’ as well as mine.

According to Ty Bollinger's decadeof research (Cancer, Step Outside the Box, Amazon.com), cancer is becoming more and more prevalent at at present than any time in our history.  Recent studies show that one hundred years ago it was estimated that only 1 out of every 80 Americans had cancer.  Today, approximately 1 in 3 Americans have cancer.  Further, it is estimated that by the year 2020, 1 in 2 Americans will have cancer.  Cancer fatalities account for approximately 12 % of all deaths worldwide each year. Across the globe, over 10 million people are diagnosed with cancer annually, and almost 7 million die from the disease.  According to the World Health Organization, global cancer rates could increase by 50% in the next 15 years.  Our country ranks in the top three countries with the highest cancer rates in both men and women.  We need options.  We need help.

Our local newspaper did an article on my battle with cancer and my recovery.  Because that article zipped across the Internet, I talk with cancer victims all over the country and some in Canada, England, etc.  People are desperate for options.  Their power to reason is dwarfed by their fear.  They are looking for a solution, a tool, a hope, anything that will help them back to health.

Until you’ve been down this particular road you can’t understand how quickly desperation shifts to hope when a cancer victim finds a person who has gone through the hell of cancer and won.

Cancer has to be stopped.  And cancer can be stopped.  I should not be alive today, but I am alive today.  Chemotherapy drugs, radiation, surgery, and radiowave treatments are helpful in most cases. But, they are surely not the only choice victims have.  Not by a long shot.

Am I different that you?  No.
Do I have a better chance than you to be healed?  No.

My answer to this disease can be anyone’s answer.  This is the kind of book I looked for in November of 2005, but couldn’t find.  Let this be a beacon of hope for you or a loved one.  Let God be your pilot, let hope reign, let your grit rule the day… and let the battle begin!

-Elaine

 



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