Category: Cancer Treatment

Embracing the Journey, Part 3: Here we go, again.

“It’s always the perspective in which we frame our language, that inspires us to keep going as we navigate the mysterious terrain of what it means to be human.” #WFTR ~Ryan D. Luelf

The Resource Vault: Coaches, Clinics & Cancer Overcomers

We see ourselves as guides, maybe more of a “ life coach” type of title so our hearts are to point to possibilities and let the person decide what type of journey they want to go on.

Why CHIPSA?

Last year during December 2015, January and February 2016 it was hard to blog. It was hard to post. So today I am thankful I can write about what went on those few months. I am thankful Ryan was given a second chance at life.

The Truth About Rituxan

Let us all dive in and further increase our understanding of the immunotherapy drug Rituxan and why Ryan has, in fact, gone from Stage 4 to No More without the use of chemotherapy or radiation.

An Open Heart ~ Let’s Clear the Air

Sometimes I wonder if I ever want to write again. Sometimes I ask myself why have I not already written those 15 blogs that are bursting out of me? . . . Never did I think that the blog would be visited 60,000 times this year. Never once did it cross my mind that the last few blogs I have written would each be read by people all over the world in over 65 countries and several thousand times.

The Results

Today, I am thankful. Today, I am cautiously optimistic. Today, I am ready to tackle the world and keep on keeping on with Ryan’s current protocols all the while the kiddos enjoy the summer break having extra opportunities of mommy and daddy time. During this unusually quiet afternoon I get to share updates of our journey.

The Path of Healing

Our bodies desire to heal. Our bodies are made to heal. It just needs help. It needs us to love ourselves. . . Love is all around us. We are loved. We are created to love not only others, but to love ourselves.

The Biggest Roller Coaster: Part 1

It was as if the gun had just went off at the raceway, but two thoroughbreds had already taken the second quarter turn before we could even get off of the starting blocks. It was the race of our lives and we needed to chase down not just one quarter horse, but two. The cancer quarter horse and the out of control havoc causing fluid horse. It was a race I was afraid we would lose. For the first time in this journey, it was a race I was afraid we had fallen too far behind.