Growing up on the Gold Coast, Australia, I began bar tending in the night clubs in Surfers Paradise 2 months after my 18th. An incredibly fun platform to learn and grow up, the Gold Coast is not only home to me, it’s where I have grown most as a soul. Being diagnosed with mutated cells in my cervix twice through my doctor in Surfers Paradise, once at 20, and again at 23… I now have many life-changing memories that were made on the Gold Coast.
When I was 20, I had been bar tending now for 2 years, I had already travelled America and Canada, China and Fiji. I was waiting for my UK working visa to arrive in the mail when I had a pap smear and found out that I had CIN2/3. I moved to Cairns so I felt like I was still travelling. Although I chose not to venture to the UK as originally planned after diagnosis, I was scared into having a Lets-Loop operation by my gynaecologist. I met the most amazing people who helped me through this time, and although I researched a little and educated myself about what was happening to me, I went along with the western way to deal with this and ended up having surgery. This obviously saw me bent over in half in stomach cramps and pain for quite a few weeks after because they had removed 2.5cms of my cervix.
The piece of flesh they took came back through tests as all clear – they “got it all”.
I had a pap smear every 6 months for the next 3 years of my life with the belief that I must have the Human Papiloma Virus. It was just before my 24th birthday, August 2012 to be exact (my birthday is 4th October 1988 by the way), a few days after the music festival Splendour in the Grass down in Byron Bay which was one of the most incredible festivals I’ve ever been to mind you, I received a phone call from my doctor.
I soon learned that I now had CIN3/4 and that I needed Surgery and Radiation Therapy and the longer I took to get a Biopsy to confirm this along with the actual procedures necessary; I was allowing the abnormal cells to spread apparently. I have never been so scared. This meant no children and poisoning every cell in my body even before I was 24 years old. There had to be another way.
I told my gynaecologist to stop the fear-driven speeches about my condition worsening the longer I took to address it. I refused the biopsy with my personal belief that not only was there no need to check how deep the cell mutation went, but also that cutting through cancer cells could allow them to spread throughout the blood stream to various other places in the body. I set about educating myself as fast as I could about everything to know about cancer, what it is, how it feeds and grows and spreads and why, and how to counteract this from happening.
My Facebook status read “Sarah is now 100% sober and straighty180” and no one believed me until I saw them face to face and explained why I was doing what I was doing. My diet went from beer, cigarettes, spirits, recreational drugs, red bull, microwaved nachos, kebabs and pizza (a standard Surfers Paradise hospitality staff, very-cheap-living, mostly eat-out diet back then), to what was an extremely alkaline diet – closest to the “label” raw vegan (although I ate plenty of hot vegetable soups throughout winter), and I instantly gave away the smokes, drinks and drugs as I felt my life depended on it.
Several months it took for me to get my saliva tested PH from a very acidic 5 to the optimal PH of 7.36. I frequently saw my gynaecologist to visually see my cervix and note that the vinegar-sprayed white area of my cervix was not growing larger at all, so not taking over the pink flesh-coloured outsides of my cervix (when sprayed with vinegar, cancer cells turn white, normal flesh stays its normal pink colour). It was not growing from what we could see, so I bargained for time despite the fear my gynaecologist instilled in me during every visit.
I learned more and more and realised that everything is connected. Literally everything. I questioned everything all the time and found it very interesting that I had seemingly manifested CIN twice in the same spot – surely not just by chance. Between August 2012, when I was diagnosed for the second time in my life, to May 2013 when I was given the all clear by my gynaecologist that the only thing visible was scar tissue and that I was free from cancer in my cervix, was by far the most terrifying, lonely, yet vastly educational, empowering, inspirational, motivating time of my life. I feel blessed beyond words to have gone through this massive wake-up call.
For anyone out there going through a similar thing or who knows someone who is, I hope what I share can bring some comfort, some direction, some motivation to keep going, to question, to look deeper, to find the way that works for you and to listen to your body. We are all one. The indigenous call each other brothers and sisters for a reason…
After getting the “all clear” I have since travelled to the UK and Europe the last 3 years in a row, America and Thailand too. All the while I travel and walk through life now with this knowledge that I can never forget or deny. I am now turning my efforts towards preparing to own and operate my own healing centre in Australia where people can find an empowered space they need to heal themselves from whatever is presently effecting them. This is now my message – to share, to love, to give, to inspire, to empower and mostly to LIVE my life with meaning and passion and purpose.
To be alive as I possibly can be until I’m totally dead.
Learn how I healed myself NATURALLY from a High Grade Cell Abnormality of the Cervix – CIN4.