My name is Carson Evans and I am the owner and founder of The Safe Supplement Company. I am a mostly unremarkable, 25-year-old from the beautiful state of Texas.
As a kid, like many other kids, I played most sports and moved around every so often. I started in Houston, trekked to Austin, and then proceeded to follow my family to Cheyenne, Wyoming. (Yes, that is in the United States.) We then moved to Tampa, Florida during my high school years and I found myself moving right back to Wyoming to enlist into the Air Force, which is where my story begins.
I went into the military as a healthy 18-year-old that wanted discipline, assistance with college expenses, and a future with plenty of options, and I got just that. After a week in basic training, I started feeling sick. My run time was getting worse while other trainees were progressing. I was throwing up blood on a somewhat regular basis. Something wasn’t right. The doctors on base were unable to diagnose me with anything other than dehydration. About halfway through training at Lackland Air Force Base in San Antonio, Texas, I felt a rush of nausea and severe dizziness and found myself passing out moments later. I woke up in an ambulance, where I passed out once more, to then find myself in a hospital surrounded by doctors. My mother arrived the following morning, and within 48 hours, I had my official diagnosis of Stage lllB, Testicular Cancer. That would begin the 14-month journey that led me here, today, writing this for all of you to see.
There isn’t enough time in the world to describe or convey what I, or any other cancer patient goes through at any given time, but I’ll try my best to sum it up, short and sweet.
I started chemotherapy in late May of 2013. They wanted to throw me right into the most aggressive chemotherapy regiment that they could, due to the severity of my cancer. My type of cancer gives off a tumor marker called a Beta HCG. Oddly, this is the same marker that tells a woman that she’s pregnant. In a male, this number should be less than 1 at all times. A number as high as 15 can tell a male that he has testicular cancer. Severe testicular cancer can register a BHCG as high as 500-50,000, and at that time, the machines used to calculate the BHCG could only read a number as high as 1 million. My BHCG could not be read, since it was over the maximum amount registered of 1M. It was the highest number that they had ever seen, by a massive margin.
My cancer was particularly tricky and complex due to the fact that my cancer was not present in my testicles at all. I had tumors scattered throughout my lungs, I had (have) a single tumor in my brain, and I had one massive tumor in my chest, pushing against my heart and lungs.
I completed 4 rounds of intensive chemotherapy that can cure testicular cancer on a regular basis and my cancer was yet to be phased. It was then, days after I turned 19 years-old, that I was given up to 6 months to live. There is nothing in the world that can prepare you for that conversation, especially when you have your mother sitting directly adjacent to you. She and I spent the rest of that day crying.
I then embarked on a new and very brief chemotherapy that did nothing at all except waste time and make me feel worse. The next and final option would be to do a series of stem cell transplants. They consist of raising the potency of the chemicals in chemotherapy in order to kill off the remaining cancer cells. By default, this will also kill off every other cell in your body. It destroys everything. During treatment with stem cell transplants, people often die from the treatment than the actual cancer, and I learned why. These were the worst months of my life. My body eroded in front of my eyes and my legs were unable to keep me moving so I was sentenced to a wheelchair for 5 months. I cried and I yelled, and I wished it was over, every day, for months.
Tragically, my cancer was still active despite the help and hurt of the stem cell transplants.
There were no other options, I was told.
I proceeded to MD Anderson Cancer Hospital where I would meet a new member of my health care team. He agreed my doctors had taken the correct route with my previous chemotherapies and that there really wasn’t much else to be done. Luckily, I didn’t have much to lose at the time. We decided to proceed with more chemotherapy, a chemotherapy that I hadn’t been exposed to and therefore, my body wouldn’t recognize. It was a coin toss on a good day.
I am blessed to say that it worked. On June 7, 2014, I underwent a very complex surgery to remove the softball-sized tumor in my chest. Because it was attached to my heart, esophagus and lungs for so long, it was tricky. They had to peel the tumor off of my organs and surrounding tissue which resulted in half of my pericardial sac (sac around the heart to protect it and hold essential fluid) being removed and replaced with Gore Tex. Once the tumor was removed, we would then see where the BHCG sat and it would be a waiting game for the next blood test.
We’re now in September of 2014 and my blood work is promising. My doctors refused to tell me that I was in remission. They were positive that this cancer could come back with a vengeance and maybe come back a completely new form of cancer entirely. I was given a less than 10% chance of living past 5 years.
I was starting to get my life back, but all my high school friends were far away and moved on with their lives, so I had to decide what to do with my life. I moved in with my mother in Houston for a few months while recuperating, and proceeded to make a drastic change in my life. I followed a mostly strict nutrition plan and worked out every day of the week and fell in love. Working out was my escape and where I took out my manifested frustrations with the entirety of my life. I wanted to be the guy who looked at the doctors and said, “F**K your statistics”. (Sorry mom.)
Anything they said I couldn’t do; I went and did. I often did things against their wishes, but I was tired of listening to their protocol. I wanted to make my own rules and I did. Towards the end of 2015, I started college, having NO idea what I wanted to do with my life. I knew that I loved working out and I knew that I was unbelievably interested in nutrition and supplementation. I would research different topics every single night before bed and if it confused me or lost my attention, I’d research that topic even more. I had to get a grasp on the basics of the human body and why it is so resilient, yet fragile. Why it’s so perfectly imperfect, and to hopefully find answers to my question of “what caused my cancer?”
After YEARS of research and consulting with all of my medical team from 4 different hospitals around Texas, I believe that we may have found the answer.
Before I was shipped to basic training, I went to an endocrinologist (hormone specialist) because I was developing a condition called “gynecomastia”. Mine was extremely mild and barely noticeable, but I was worried, nonetheless. My bloodwork was very curious in that my testosterone, estrogen, luteinizing hormone and follicle-stimulating hormone were all out of whack. My testosterone was through the roof (somewhat normal for an 18-year-old male) and my estrogen was also somewhat high which is more curious due to the correlation of high testosterone equating to lower estrogen in men. My LH and FSH were also very high which will throw off this “equilibrium” we have for our hormones in our bodies.
Unfortunately, my endocrinologist decided to neglect his responsibilities and send me home with no further testing. Testicular cancer can occasionally be a hormone-dependent cancer; meaning this could potentially have been prevented.
I’ve spent nearly all of my spare time researching, developing, consuming and testing hundreds of products since 2015 and thus brings us to today.
The Safe Supplement Company was created in August of 2019 in order to bring you the safest, most effective supplements for an affordable price. We will never be a company that will give you subpar supplements or waste your time and money. As I’ve always said and will continue to say, I wouldn’t sell you anything that I wouldn’t buy myself and I wouldn’t let you take anything that I also would not take.
Thank you for taking the time out of your day to check out our store and I hope to see you again very soon!
Owner / Founder