by Wanda June Hill » Sun Apr 16, 2006 8:22 pm
Hi to all. I have to put this on here. It may sound weird or a bit "out there" but it happened to me and I can prove it. Medically.
At the first of the year I had my face on the right side cut open-ll inches from under my right eye almost to my jaw bone and they removed melonoma cancer that had gone through 3 layers of skin into the lymph tissue. It has healed well, there is a long crooked scar but with a little dab of concealer, it hardly shows. A little over 3 weeks ago I went to have my eyes tested for new glasses. Since I was in my 20's I have had a nivis (wart like growth, tiny one) in my left eye behind the lens and iris and as early as 3 years ago photographs were taken and I saw the thing in them. It wasn't growing or causing any problem and not important as long as it didn't grow.
It never had. Then when my eyes were tested-it was growing, drawing the iris toward it and causing distortion. I was sent to an eye specialist because it could be melonoma they thought. I almost didn't go-I planned to cancel preferring not to know as to finding out it was that..and living with it because I refuse to have any kind of cancer treatment that is not natural. No cut, burn and poison for me.Period. Well, to go back to my face- I came home from having it done-and slept for several hours until the next day. I went outside to my daughter's house next door here, and when I came back and stepped into my living room I stopped dead in my tracks. I expected to see Elvis there-because the room was full of cherry cigar smoke-and no one here smokes anything and our neighbors are a long, long way off. But it was so strong, and it was the kind of cigar Elvis lit up the last time I saw him...and smelled his cigar smoke. (Years before he had lit up a vanilla scented one and everytime for long after his death, and I ran into that flavor of cigar smoke-I would get cold chills and goosebumps and nearly burst into tears.) Well, that cherry smoke was like that-I was sure he was there-that I'd see him...but it faded away. However, I think he came to see if I was okay-after all, it was serious and he wanted me to know-I'm here, it's okay. And it was so comforting to think he was there. That same day I turned on the tv and there he was-singing "I'll remember, you." It was an add for a DVD. Well, back to the eye specialist. I had decided I would not go. The day of the apointment I was asleep and dreaming I guess, I woke up though because I thought someone was in bed beside me though I sleep on the very edge and no one could be there. I felt Elvis' face-because I smelled the scent that he wore-as it was when I last hugged him and it had been warmed by his body heat-very subtle and very memorable. Of course he was not there, but the feeling of his hand on the side of my head, and on my hair and then the scent of him-I had goosebumps and had to get up immediately because I was wide awake by then! And to top it off, when I felt him touch my head-I heard him- not out loud I don't think-but in my head saying very distinctly, "Don't worry, it's okay." (I went to see if the tv was on! We have a headset for Jimmie to use as he can't hear well unless it's loud-and if the sound isn't totally turned down, the headset still plays the sound and sometimes I think some one is talking in the living room-and it's the tv. It was down to the off positon.) Anyway, to make a long story shorter-I went to the eye doc. got a thorough testing of both eyes, in several ways, photographs were taken and there was NOTHING in my left eye-not even the nivis that had been there since my 20's! Zip, nadda, not a spot no where-gone. They --there were two of them looking, could not find anything in either eye and were stimmied by it. Well, not me. I had people praying for me though most did not know there was a thing in my eye-and I had Elvis, my angel too. Knowing him, he probably went right up and asked for help from the "man in charge" and as you know, no one could tell Elvis no, could they? I believe that my eye was healed-by faith and by prayer and that he came to tell me to go-don't worry, it's okay. I saw the photograph taken 3 weeks ago and the thing was there. ugly, mishappen and very much present...but it ain't now, hot damn! I firmly do and have- believed in the power of faith, of asking and receiving and thanking for answers even though they may not be exactly what was asked for-most often it's the best anyway. In my opinion based on my experiences and as Elvis would say, one must ask, believe and thank before recieving- and one must not fly off the handle if it's not exactly what was asked for as most often, even when kicking and fighting it, it will turn out to be the best thing that could have happened. It's having the faith to accept and receive that brings the blessings. That's the hardest part. but it works-I am living proof of that. I still have melonoma-it will be there until I'm gone-but it's not causing any problems and is better off left alone- once it is through the skin cells into the lymph system-it can go where ever it chooses. So if you have dark spotting that changes size, shape or color and seems to be doing so very slowly-see a skin cancer doctor-remove it early and your chances are much better-if not through the 3 layers of skin-it won't be spreading- I waited 3 years-maybe one too many-but I am 65 and so no big deal. If you are younger-don't wait because you can't afford to wait. wjh
Wanda June Hill
author of "We Remember, Elvis" & "Elvis - Face to Face"