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Cancer Treatment Methods - My Cancer Cure Story 3

And now for the next part of my cancer treatment story (written on the 24th day of my Grape Diet – something happened on the 23rd day for the 1st time – the tumour has opened and started bleeding – see Pics Page - which I shall write more about in my next post.

See previous posts here: Part 1 - Part 2

Well, after the tumour was removed from my neck back in July, Dr Solomons put me into the Port Elizabeth Provincial Hospital Oncology patient system and I made an appointment to see Prof. Smit. He turned out to be a concerned and genuine soul who I much appreciated dealing with.

I was sent for a battery of tests ranging from blood tests to XRays and various other scanning outfits which all took time - a week and a half, actually.

The gist of it is that by the time Prof. Smit had all the results in his hand (another week), the tumour was growing back on the side of my neck and showed itself as a small lump.

His prognosis was honest, direct and to the point. I had cancer and it had metastasized (spread). They had picked up 3 cancer spots in the liver as well as the neck cancer etc.

This was not good news for him to relate and I saw the concern on his face. The truth is that I was expecting this and wasn’t phased in any way at all. This certainly wasn’t the case with my Mom and Debbie who were with me at the time. Their hearts stopped beating for a split second and they looked somewhat ashen.

The Prof went on to say that chemo was the best option and a specific blend of chemo chemicals likely to be the most effective. He had taken some time out to go and do some research and presented me with his findings.

I thanked him very much, but I wasn’t about do chemo at this time or at any time. (I’ve seen what chemo does to people and how many of them eke out disheartening, suffering lives for a few years and then die anyway. Obviously, there are many who are cured, but it is not a large percentage and it depends on the type of cancer and location.)

He asked what I would do and I told him that I would take a more natural route and we discussed possibilities for a while. He thought I was joining the ‘lunatic fringe’ :), bless him.

I said not to worry, I’d make an appointment for a month’s time to let them know I was still alive, which I did. I returned a month later and saw a junior doctor who asked whether I’d changed my mind and was now ready to do the chemo. Obviously I wasn’t, and he mentioned that it was “probably too late anyway” by now, considering the previous test results he was looking at. Amusing, to say the least.

He did, though, keep me in the oncology patient system in order that if I ever need them, I can pop back again.

And so I was on my own.

Research, research, research … read, read, read …question, question, question … lots of work!

I had information about: hydrogen peroxide; raw food diets; linseed; Johanna Budwig’s anti-cancer diet; “The Breuss Cancer Cure”; Essiac Tea; raw vegetable juicing; carrot juicing; garlic; vitamin C; acid/alkaline balances; apricot kernels; fasting; deep breathing; cayenne pepper; barley grass; wheatgrass; kelp; visualization techniques …. ye gods, but there was plenty out there to cure cancer naturally!

For wonderful all-round information, I recommend two books here: “Natural Cancer Treatments That Work” and “How To Fight Cancer And Win”

There was a minor problem at that stage – I don’t have any particularly strong need to live, and this is considered fairly essential in fighting cancer. My personal philosophy means that I’m happy being in this body and equally happy being without this particular body. This philosophy obviously causes a fair amount of consternation and unhappiness amongst those close to me, but so be it, it is who I am.

I started off with hydrogen peroxide (what it’s all about, I’ll explain later) – 3 drops/glass of water 3 times a day, increasing the dosage by a drop a day. By the time I got to 15 odd drops, I was close to vomiting with each glass of water. By g*d, but the stuff tastes foul! Suffice to say, that was that. I hated it and couldn’t stomach the stuff after that.

Then, it was onto the raw diet etc (ala Stuart Thomson of Gaia Research in Knysna – a very knowledgeable chap) for a month and things were held in check.

Unfortunately, I partake of my life’s blood - coffee (naughty, naughty), on a regular basis. Added to this, I felt the need for the occasional toast and whatnot. All in all, not too dedicated and therefore not totally effective. Not the treatment - the application.

I then came across the “The Grape Cure” by Basil Shackleton, while at my mom’s place at Kariega. I read it within an hour or two and decided that this was the answer. He found the grape diet by accident and then had it confirmed when he came across Johanna Brandt and her short book “Grape Cure” which was written many years previous to his discovery. It was extraordinarily effective for them and those that they’d advised.

THE GRAPE DIET WAS IT!

And by the next day, I’d started the diet – grapes, grape juice and water only.

(I’ll post more about the grape diet - the how’s and why’s etc later on)

I was determined. I would stick to it.

I stuck to it, rigidly. Determinedly.

We bought grapes from ‘Fruit and Veg’, always the darker grapes, as they had more cancer killing properties, and always the seeded grapes.

I didn’t at that stage realise that I could actually eat all grapes and not only the purple ones!

I also didn’t realise that I needn’t chew and swallow all the seeds, but just a few! As you may know, grape seeds taste particularly bitter and have no joy in them whatsoever.

I chewed and chewed grapes and seeds, masticated and masticated, and swallowed the lot. It was not too pleasant.

As the days wore on, we realised that the grapes were imported and that the supply was running out. The grapes were becoming less and less tasty and looking more and more depressed. They petered out.

I’d completed 10 days and it was months from the South African grape season.

Mmmm. Decision. Go back to simple food and bide my time till the grape season kicked in.

That night we’d been invited out to some friends for a meal – me grapes and Debs a simple dinner.

The ‘simple’ meal was laid out on the table … and somehow they’d found grapes for me! There was pitta bread; hummus (aaahhhhhhhhh); rice stuffed tomatoes; dips; veg sticks; cous-cous, feta cheese; olives; tzatziki …. I was overwhelmed. Stuff the crappy, ageing grapes. I tucked in, and that was the end of my fast.

Strangely enough, that very evening on the way to Mile’s place, I’d felt stirrings and sensitiveness in the neck tumour. This, to me, was an indication that it was working.

Too bad, so sad … and I went onto a ‘simple’ diet to bide my time till the South African summer. Unfortunately, my simple diet turned into weekly pizzas, daily coffees, frequent rusks and biscuits and and and … the tumour continued growing impressively. It was becoming so unsightly and provoking so many stares, that I began covering it with half of a 10cm x 6cm plaster which became increasingly larger until I had to use the entire plaster.

In fact, at one stage I thought my time was nigh. The cancer was growing, swelling, extremely sensitive and was making swallowing and turning my head difficult.

Debbie was planning our wedding 2 months away. I suggested that if she still wanted me standing at the wedding, we get married asap.

Two weeks later, we were married in a very simple ceremony with parents and 5 other poor souls there. I was still standing. Weak, but standing.

As it was, I continued standing although the cancer continued growing. I ate more simply, more uncooked food and yet I still cheated. And Debbie grew mad at my cheating. I don’t blame her. I wasn’t really trying. She went through a lot.

Then the grapes arrived in the stores – hallelujah!

I immediately went onto the grape diet – that was 24 days ago.

I haven’t cheated. I haven’t deviated. Through thick and thin, I’ve stuck to it like a limpet.

I shall detail my progress in the next post.

Cancer Treatment Methods - My Cancer Cure Story 3

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