A few months after I lost two of my best friends to cancer, I set out on a journey to educate myself about the disease and how to stop it from taking other people that I deeply cared about.

I eventually discovered that most people had no idea what was going on when it came to their health. Many of us push our own health problems to the background and we engage in overwhelming activities in order to help and assist others. But you can’t help others unless you help your ownself --so your motto should be “self, family and community.”

During the time when my friends died, I had no idea that my life too would become a struggle to survive. When I turned 50 years old, my body gave out on me. It totally shut down and I eventually became “housebound” and then “bed-ridden.”

My mom had lived until the age of 82 and so had her mom. But why had I met such a different fate? I thought about all the things I still wanted to do with my life – the places I wanted to go, the people I wanted to see, and the legacies I still wanted to leave to my grandkids and their kids, etc. It was all now too late for me, “I thought!”

The thought of it all being over was very agonizing! I literally thought I was dying! I knew that people had come back from illnesses and went on to do great things with their lives but because the pain was so bad, I knew it would not be my story.

This book is not just about cancer but it’s about every disease and illness in America and how diseases and illnesses are formed in the first place.

After my friend’s death, I soon learned that cancer deaths and many other diseases are not only “preventable” but they are also “curable.”

After my second friend died, I too fell ill. For weeks I had noticed a feeling of sluggishness as my energy slowly drained from my body. I soon noticed I had stopped going out of the house and was eventually becoming housebound.

At first I thought my energy decrease and feeling of sluggishness was about my friends -- I thought I was grieving! But after the New Year rolled around, I knew it was much more than just grieving for my friends. I was convinced that I was heading on some type of collision course with some type of illness or disease which would eventually take my life like my friends.

The pain started off as a small uncomfortable pain that went from my lower back to my stomach area to my knees. Simple things such as going for my daily power walks and mopping the floor became hard to do because of the back pain. Over time, it had become an excruciating pain which lasted for up to 5 to 6 hours a day --everyday.

Being a person with a low tolerance for pain, I quickly sought out help from 6 doctors including 2 specialists. For weeks, I pulled myself out of my home and went to these doctors and specialists waiting to hear the bad news that it was too late for me.

The daily pain was so bad, it did not matter if I stood up or laid down, there was no stopping this excruciating pain. I could have easily called an ambulance to be taken to the hospital but what good would that do? I was already seeing all these health professionals who were telling me over and over that I was fine –that there was nothing wrong with me.

Everyday when I got out of bed, my only goal was to get back in bed because my pH balance was off --which meant my body was extremely toxic. During this time, I almost became bed-ridden.

Not only was I too dizzy to go for my daily walks but getting in and out of the bathtub also proved to be a challenge. As the pain kept growing, the health professionals relayed to me that all my tests –still proved ‘negative’ for any type of illness or disease.

When the last health professional, an OB GYN Specialist, told me I was fine with no signs of cancer or anything to be concerned about, I could have literally jumped out of the chair because the pain was so “terrible.” I could not believe it! I just wanted an answer to what was happening to me and my body.

After the last doctor’s visit, I