an·ar·chy
anərkē/
a state of disorder due to absence or nonrecognition of authority
absence of government and absolute freedom of the individual, regarded as a political ideal.
hope
hōp/
a feeling of expectation and desire for a certain thing to happen
- a person or thing that may help or save someone.
- grounds for believing that something good may happen.
a feeling of trust
- want something to happen or be the case.
- intend if possible to do something.
Cancer is a pandemic affecting too many people. We wanted to share our experiences and the valuable information we have learned in hopes that more people can make better-informed choices and decisions. To understand that this disease can be controlled and managed in so many ways that are unknown to most.
The site isn't just for people with cancer. It is about living a healthy life and understanding the importance of optimizing our body for sustainability - to be in a place where our bodies are able to correct deficiencies and overloads. The choices that get us to that place are something we all need to be thinking about.
While the traditional, allopathic approach to cancer (chemotherapy, radiation) may be the right choice for some, it is not the right choice for all. There is no one sure-fire prescription to cure cancer. There are many questions and the answers vary; the answers are up to YOU. The answers to your optimal health, well being and longevity of a fully vibrant life, are YOUR choice.
hope + anarchy aims to share knowledge (both mainstream and not) and inspiration for you and your loved ones to make the right choice for YOU
education. prevention. inspiration.
Four years ago, our lives changed forever. As friends, we could not have foreseen the precarious path coming our way. It all started with a breast cancer diagnosis in late 2011. The path forced us to confront surgery, chemo, radiation and then the awful news of a metastasis in 2015 - followed by a life-changing trip to Germany for alternative treatment and soul-sister bonding of epic proportions. The road has been heart-breaking, filled with laughter, and fear but mostly it has filled us with gratitude for every single moment in every single day. Needless to say, the results have been truly remarkable. We hope that by sharing our story, you may find a small nugget that will provide comfort, laughter, inspiration or simply a new way to live outside the rules.
To tell the whole story, we felt that it was best to start at the beginning. You can read our story chronologically starting with the post ‘Psychic Pain’.
~ Kim & Krista
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My time in Mexico was intense to say the least. The treatments were abundant and one after the other. People often look at you sideways when you go to Mexico for treatment but I have to say, there was never a moment I thought that I could be doing more damage.
July 2016. The past few months have been pretty uneventful in terms of cancer. I have been getting regular scans and all of my cancer has been stabilized or it has improved. I have been able to settle back into a semi-normal life.
We travelled to the homeland to get my friend healed up. It was a big adventure - in terms of therapies, we were in uncharted waters. I had no idea what to expect. Would they be effective? Would it be enough? Would her body respond well, or not? Would we be there long enough to make the impact she needed?
January 2016.
It has been two months since I have been home from Germany. We had a lovely Christmas in Maui with Carl’s family, which was just what I needed. Sun, surf and sand. Glorious! I waited about 3 weeks from the time that I left Germany to get a follow up scan. That was less time than Dr. Weber had requested but I was anxious.
November 2015.
Our time in Brannenburg is coming to an end. I have mixed emotions about going home. Obviously, I cannot wait to get home to Carl and Ava. The other side of me is afraid to go back to that world. I feel so safe here.
November 2015.
his could be the best place ever! It is hard to describe but it feels like my fear is starting to dissolve. I am not crying every day. I feel like every single thing that is being fed into my body is helping me get stronger.
November 2015.
Krista and I arrive in Germany and are instantly surrounded by love. Chris and Christine welcome us at the airport and take us to their home for the night. We are exhausted from travelling and are quick to get to bed. We need to rest up for our first week at the Klinik.
November 2015
How many people do you know that would travel around the world with you to embark on the craziest trip of your life? How many would give up their regular life for three weeks to go to a cancer clinic in Germany to care for you, translate for you, cook for you and still work full-time through it all?
We are interrupting the chronology of our schedule blog to give this update. In the blog we are talking about events from October 2015. Due to recent developments we wanted to give a quick update. We will go back to picking up where we left off in October 2015 after this post.
October 2015
Now that I am officially over the pure shock of finding out that my cancer is back, I realize that I need to take control of this situation. If I have learned anything from Kelly, it’s that you need to be your own advocate. It is time for me to take control of how this shit is about to go down.
July 15, 2015.
It was my 42nd B-day and it was supposed to be all about me …. :) After a lazy morning, I went to the squash club to bang the ball around. The plan was to have a bit of a work-out and then spend the night at home celebrating with Ava and Kim. As I was getting on the court my phone started to ring. It was Dr O calling from The Agency.
I had a completely normal life. I was loving it so much. Until one day my mom felt a lump on her chest. I didn’t really know what to think. I mean I was 6 years old so I had absolutely no idea what was going on.
July 2015.
Kim: My phone rings, it’s Krista. “Hey buds, how are you?”. I cannot speak. I am mute, crying.
August 8, 2016. Clinic Day 1. What a couple of weeks it has been. Since the time that I had my scan we have consulted with the clinic in Mexico and had the most kick ass, epic fundraiser ever. So many wonderful people came out to support Ava, Carl and I in getting my treatments in Mexico. We have so much gratitude for being surrounded by so much love.