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This much concentrated sadness is claustrophobic.
— TV's "Brockmire" via actor Hank Azaria
A Cautionary Tale
Disclaimer: Read it!
Preface: A personal note to start, for reassurance and encouragement, about "The 'Miracle' of CHP – The Clean Health Protocol".
CHP is part of a quickly growing Grassroots Health Revolution Movement .
This includes its sub-protocols, MMS (Master Mineral Solution), aka CD (Chlorine Dioxide + more), or the "Amber Herb" (my term), as well as the McVegan Dietary Lifestyle.
I may or may not be "wise", but I do have a genius-level IQ (+/-), not that that necessarily means anything, and in its own way is neither here nor there, as they say, but it doesn't mean 'nothing' either. I simply mention it to make the point that I am not some I-don't-know-what (?) who is talking about something he knows nothing about and is not "qualified" to talk about it. Any negative or derogatory thoughts down those lines would be FAR from the truth and reality of the situation.
Arguably, I am not as sharp as I was 30 or 40 years ago +/-, and my memory is not as good as it used to be, but I still "do better" than most people I know, meet, come into contact with, interact with, etc.... So at least there's that.
I am very well-read, highly objective, intellectually skeptical, have very strong Logic and Critical Thinking skills, and an extensive knowledge of, and keen interest in, science. (in a mostly hobbyist / lay-person-ish sense) Basically a 'scientific mind'. I had 'always' planned on becoming a scientist of some sort when I 'grew up', and I did become an Information Scientist. ("computer stuff")
And I have many years of self-study & learning about, and personal use & implementation of, Alternative Medicine and Treatments, Naturopathic Medicine, Wholistic & Holistic concepts, Herbology, and "Home Remedies". Basically the gamut of Natural & Complementary Medicinal Self-Treatment, Techniques, Methodologies, Therapies, & Philosophies, and related concepts. As well as Nutritional & Dietary Health Information. All in a Lay-Person sense & implementation. As one should, this is often augmented by Traditional Conventional Western Allopathic Medicine when needed.
— BTW, DO NOT shy away from the concept of "Home Remedy", or allow any negative thoughts or feelings about them dissuade you from allowing this information to help you achieve Health Restoration. Some Home Remedies work very well, and what we discuss here is one of them / some of them.
Therefore, when I am talking about something, you can rest assured that I am most likely speaking from a very strong knowledge-based and well-informed viewpoint. I take a bit of pride in that fact. And then throw in a goodly dose of Science-oriented Objective Skepticism, and there really isn't much to complain about. (though people will and do – imo in an invalid, erroneous, and mistaken manner)
I have done a large amount of research, investigation, study, and learning on and about MMS — hundreds of hours; I know more about the subject than I ever wanted to know; that research continues. At this point, I am about as much of a lay-expert on the subject as a person can be.
Rest assured that I would NOT personally use something that I thought might harm me, and I
definitely would not use something on my companion animals (or my sister or
brothers, friends, etc.; note the listing order there) that might cause harm, or
"suggest" that others use something that might harm them.
(In ALL Things, First, Do No Harm)
In my opinion, MMS is as safe as I can imagine something like it can be, and possibly or
probably even MUCH safer than that. (and almost absolutely safer than most traditional /
mainstream "medicines" and "treatments" — you've seen the commercial advertisements on TV
– "Side effects include possible sudden death, anal leakage, blindness, and....")
MMS is almost definitely safe for human consumption and use,
well Beyond A Reasonable Doubt, if not Beyond A Shadow of A Doubt, with basically ZERO
negative side-effects.
And its efficacy seems to be unparalleled. (it literally seems to stand alone in that regard — if I 'believed' in such things, I would seriously consider referring to it as an honest-to-gods "Miracle Cure" — it is most likely the only thing we will ever find that seems to deserve that designation – this is not close to exaggeration, overstatement, or hyperbole)
The proof is in the pudding, as they say. If MMS was hurtful or harmful or anything of the sort, I would be hurt or harmed by it, as much as I've taken it over the last several years, instead of bettered health, increasingly better health, and Health Restoration. And the same would be true for literally thousands, if not tens of thousands, possibly hundreds of thousands, of other people, all around the world. There's a "Clue" for you.
BUT, DO NOT just trust me and take my word for it. Read, research, investigate, study,
learn. Educate yourself. Become informed, aware, and knowledgeable, so YOU can have an
informed opinion and make informed decisions and choices about YOUR Health.
Exercise your personal responsibility. Do Your Due Diligence.
( And while you do so, BEWARE the lies, propaganda, misinformation and disinformation spouted by pseudo-intellectuals, sub-intellectuals and agenda-mongers (and some outright fear-mongers and scare-mongers) who will try to misinform you, and steer you wrong, and who DO NOT have your best interests at heart, no matter how loudly they exclaim or proclaim otherWise. I don't mean to be mean, but they really are mostly sad, unfortunate & pathetic, hyper-ignorant, myopic, petty, troglodyte simpletons, at BEST. I could use some other choice words for them (partly deserved by them because they are ACTIVELY hurting people through their hyper-ignorance and worse, and hidden and not-so-hidden agendas — for some of them it even seems to be some sort of an ignominious hobby, of sorts), but I will refrain from doing so (here). Skepticism and objectivity are good things, but ONLY when they are used for good and in good ways. It is of utmost importance that you are warned about this very sad state of affairs and these unfortunate people. You have been forewarned. Don't try to say I didn't warn you. )
And, in case you were wondering or concerned, I have absolutely no financial interest in or association with MMS, et al. (I expand on that in the disclaimer, which you should read) It is important to me that I have NO Conflict of Interest, and I take great pains to insure that is true. The fact that I have created this website (dozens of hours) and done all of this work without any, or any thought or expectation of, or interest in, remuneration, recompense, reward, or anything of the sort, should be a clue as to what I really think about MMS. (and the McVegan Dietary Lifestyle)
That said (with all due humility, in case you didn't notice and/or weren't paying attention — it's a joke, son, don't fall on your sword), read on...
(note that you might have to 'pardon my sense of humor' here and there — and, I suppose if, by chance, you think I am being "arrogant", or "egotistical", or something like that, try to let it go and do not let that negatively affect you and your chances at being Healthy and Well — don't sweat the small stuff and concentrate and focus on what is really important – Your Health and Well-Being)
Uno momento, por favor...
I hope you will agree to a "Contract" of sorts, that simply states that WHEN — NOT if
– When CHP helps you Restore Your Health, you will
incessantly, vociferously, and vocally sing its praises as I have done here and Spread the
Word far and wide to anyone and everyone you know, or meet, or with whom you come into
contact (whether they will listen or not). It is not anywhere close to too much to ask.
PLEASE Pay It Foward.
We have a world to help be healthy, after all, as well as the alleviation of so much completely
unnecessary pain, suffering, agony, misery, and death. It's no small task, but it is very doable.
And it is apparently up to us to do it. And, yes, WE CAN.
A Cautionary Tale About My Brother
• Robert — A Win and A Loss
[ The first entry follows. After that is the follow-up entry. I knew this was going to be a cautionary tale, one way or another. I wish it would have been the other, better one. It is important that this story be told so that people understand what happened and why. And hopefully someone will learn from it and not make the same mistakes. ]
Jul 28, 2018
In early 2017, my brother got sick with late-stage metastatic prostate cancer (the diagnosis was in February — note that it takes 10 to 20 years for "cancer proper" to develop where it can be EARLY-diagnosed), with a life expectancy prognosis of 18 – 24 months with treatment. The only thing they could offer him was palliative care.
This is, in part, if not large part, due to the fact that Chemotherapy messes you up SO BADLY, along with the disease itself, plus the disease becomes immune to the Chemo, so you have to keep changing from Chemo type to type, and eventually you are so worn out, and/or the disease decides to become more aggressive, or something else "gets you", because you are immuno-compromised, that you die, so you can't just keep taking Chemo forever. (different cancers are different, of course)
This was before I got "really sick", so I started doing a bunch of research and study on what could help him. And that ended up helping me.
A short aside. We have, as yet, to see how well MMS, and the McVegan Diet, are going to help my brother, because he is stupidly and in a severely self-destructive manner (imo, of course) half-assing it and not taking it at all seriously. (he disagrees) He has decided to partially (so far mostly) go the allopathic route with chemotherapy, which I think was a mistake. (remember "Oh, God-Doctor, please give me a Magic Pill to make me Well"?) He did a short course of MMS (only 3 weeks), but before we could tell if it was working or not, he went back to Chemo again. (*sigh* — like even MMS is going to "cure" you ("restore your health") in three weeks if you are so extremely sick and ill that you have late stage metastatic prostate cancer – you will most likely have to go through at least Protocol 2000, if not 3000, and perhaps use some of the other "seriously ill" protocols, like baths, enemas, etc.)
AND he did not get a blood test to check his PSA level BEFORE trying the MMS, so we have NO idea whether it was doing anything in that short time period or not. For all we know, the higher PSA that he had before going back on Chemo was only half of what it was before trying the MMS, or something like that. And IF there HAD been a noticeable reduction in the PSA, maybe he would have kept up with the MMS instead of going back to Chemo. We will never know.
HOWEVER, KNOWING how well MMS works, for myself, and others, I would have been VERY surprised if it hadn't started working for him even in just a few weeks. There are many testimonials of MMS curing prostate cancer, so I would have (and still do) expect it to help him. (IF he will 'hunker down' and do it)
But, hopefully, it will work out in the end. We'll see, and if/when he is "cured" (has his health restored), as well, I will let you know. If he gets his act together. (he hasn't quit smoking yet, and that is not a good sign, especially since we are coming up on 18 months for him, and the Chemo has really wracked up his body and immune system — you can lead a horse to water, but you can't make it drink, which is why horses too often unnecessarily die of thirst) And he is resisting going on the McVegan Diet, as well.
He's "playing with fire", and if he's not careful, he's going to get burned. And not just a little "owie", but third and fourth degree burns over ninety percent of his body kind of burned. (I got a million of 'em) What he probably really needs at this point is an "Intervention". And some "Tough Love". To be "slapped around" some and have some sense knocked into him. And not "Molly-Coddled" to death. Before it is too late. At this point it is very late in the game. (and probably much later than he or anyone else wants to think about or admit to (except me))
I don't think his oncologist is very good. (or maybe he's as good as any of them; he probably did his best, all that he knew how — although, he was 100% against using any ancillary, alternative, or complimentary treatments, including marijuana and CBD oil, which I think is a piss poor attitude and stance and belief) But, if there's one thing oncologists are good at, it's "guesstimating" prognoses based on statistical averages. They have had a lot of experience and practice with that.
(he has probably given news similar to my brother's to many men over the years (and many more to come, unfortunately) and 99% of them are probably dead) Or, as one alternative health person puts it: "The reason why most people die from cancer is that their doctor tells them they have three to six months to live, and, right on schedule, three to six months later they die." (which is a "separate problem" in and of itself; also, "interestingly", oftentimes 'to the day', or within a week of the prophesied date)
Or, better put, "This Much Concentrated Sadness Is Claustrophobic."
So it remains to be seen whether my brother becomes a true Cautionary Tale, or yet another MMS/McVegan Success Story. There have been cases where people were "so far gone" when they finally found and/or started MMS that even it could not help them in time, which is very sad. If only they had found out about MMS and/or began using it a bit sooner, they would probably still be alive. So you do have to be careful about that. I will make addendums to this section as events unfold.
Jun 24, 2019 – July 7 2019
Sad to say, my brother, Robert, passed away on Saturday, June 22, 2019, while in Hospice, from "complications due to cancer". But NOT because MMS doesn't work. He was WELL on his way to Health Restoration, and had achieved a near-miraculous result to-date. Following is the sad story.
It was most likely an unnecessary death (almost absolutely, imo), which makes it even worse. (in a way, or absolutely) Following is what happened as a final addendum to the above entry.
Robert never did get serious with taking MMS. I don't know what kind of weird psychology was behind that. He saw what it did for me, our sister, her husband, and our cat. But, for some reason, he refused to take MMS. (and he scoffed at the hundreds, if not thousands, of MMS testimonials, and wouldn't even read them or watch them; he actually basically became anti-MMS in a negative way) It was some kind of extreme self-destructive and self-sabotaging behavior on his part. And it eventually became his downfall. Or started him on his way.
Robert half-assed taking MMS throughout 2018, and into 2019. And this after multiple discussions, "arguments", warnings, pleadings, and similar entreaties. But he would have none of it. Sometimes he would take it, but mostly not. My sister even made an all-day bottle for him each day, where all he had to do was pour out a half-cup every hour and drink it, and he wouldn't even do that most of the time. (a 32 oz. bottle that holds 8 – 4 oz. / 1/2 cup doses for 8 hours)
Eventually, his chemotherapy stopped working, and there were no other oncology treatments. This as he approached his 24 months outside prognosis, which was February 2019. At which point he started to get sicker and sicker. But he would still not take MMS. I can only surmise that it was some form of a subconscious death wish, or I don't know what. It was very odd behavior to say the least. We will never know what it was all really about. It literally boggles my mind that he would do that and do that to himself.
Finally, Robert got so sick, with so much increasing pain in his back, for which he would not go to the doctor or Emergency, that he could not get up out of his chair (where he slept). My sister was helping him to the bathroom, and she has a very bad back, and it was way too hard on her. At that point he was told that he had to go to Emergency, so we took him. (to Chico, CA instead of Redding, because his oncologist was in Chico) This was mid-March.
(He was staying with my sister, and I didn't know how bad off he was. If I had known, I would have "forced" him to go to the doctor, or Emergency. I more or less had that much influence over him. My sister apparently did not. (or, more likely, could just not deal with it all, becoming sick(er) herself after trying to take care of my brother AND her husband, who got very ill with diabetes-related illness in late 2018, and then he had to spend quite a bit of time in the hospital and a long recovery at home — this caused her a great deal of stress that negatively affected her health even more))
We thought Robert was "just sick again", and would be released from Emergency, or maybe spend a few days or a week in the hospital, and then go home again. (this had happened a few times before) But at this point he was much sicker than we knew, and I suppose he knew, although he probably had a clue, but was in denial or something.
Robert's pain was so bad, he was "screaming" and begging for some kind of pain relief. They admitted him and put him on intravenous Dilauded, a VERY strong pain medication. He couldn't lay out flat, so they had to put him under anesthesia to do an MRI. This showed that the cancer had spread to his spine, and was compromising it.
The two options were to do nothing, which would cause him to be paralyzed at some point in the probable near future, or be sent down to Davis or San Francisco for an intrusive operation to put pins in his spine. After discussion, we all agreed that he would probably not survive that operation. (it would be about a year-long recovery, and something very difficult for someone who was in good health) He became completely paralyzed from the waste down about a week later.
At this point, there was no way for Robert to come home, because none of us were in good enough health to take care of him. So he stayed in the hospital until we could get him transferred to a Skilled Nursing Facility, where he could do rehab, and hopefully end up being able to come home. That was the plan. AND he would do MMS, which was the only way he was going to get better and be able to go home.
Due to there not being a good facility to send him to (some facilities you wouldn't want your worst enemy in), he ended up staying in the hospital for about two months. (which was problematic, because he wasn't acute, and it ended up being this "big thing") They did move him from acute care to Enloe's old/original side of the hospital that they had setup to be a kind of interim SNF due to the fire in Paradise, CA. It did finally work itself out, and we got him to a decent facility. Thanks mostly to our sister for fighting that fight and causing it to work out that way. Robert owed her big time for that. He was at the SNF for a couple of weeks.
I got a little ahead of myself there. In late March, Robert agreed to take MMS. There was literally no other choice at this point. Either take MMS or die. That was it. So he decided to take the MMS. However, we knew that he would most likely not voluntarily take himself. He "could not be trusted to take it", as he had proved time and again. So I agreed to basically babysit him and give him the hourly doses of MMS. This entailed me making the MMS and spending several hours a day at the hospital, every day, and then the Skilled Nursing Facility, for about two and a half months. One would think that would not be necessary, that Robert would take the MMS himself, but he would not. Again, there was some very strange psychology going on.
He was just lucky I was in a position to do it. I did have to stop and do something for a few days, which ended up being a week and a half, but I did make the MMS and take it into the hospital and leave it with him. During that time, he took a dose or two a day, one day a half-day's worth, and I eventually stopped doing it, because it was harder on me, and he wasn't doing it without me there making sure he took it every hour. During this time, unfortunately, after making some progress with his health, his health regressed some. So that was unfortunate.
We also lost another week later, where he started to decline. I finally figured out that he was drinking a flavored mineral water that had 100% Vitamin C in it, and also a "health shake" (because he was not eating enough) that also had 100% Vitamin C in it. Citrus counteracts the efficacy of MMS. (as does alcohol and caffeine) Once I figured that out, and got him off of them, except outside of the 8-hour dosage period, he started doing well again.
The MMS was working and helping Robert. I put him on an accelerated treatment schedule, because it was "late in the game". We started out "low and slow", but not as low and slow as you normally do. But I didn't want the treatment to make him sicker. The positive effects were slow in coming at first, which was to be expected, because he was very ill. We needed to get up to Protocol 2000, the "Cancer Protocol", which is now known as the "Advanced Illness Protocol", because it helps with so many other egregious illnesses and diseases than cancer.
So we did MMS Protocol 1000 first (MMS1 – Chlorine Dioxide), for a short time. (a couple of weeks) Then we switched to Protocol 1000 Plus, which is Protocol 1000 with the addition of DMSO. This is when we saw a big change. The day after P1000+, the pain in his back was lessened. The next day, it was quite a bit better. And by the third day, it was significantly reduced. This could only be described as "semi-miraculous". It helped with abdominal pain, too, but not as much for some reason. Possibly because of tumor growth there.
Robert's pain was so lessened that he was taken off of intravenous Dilauded and given three long-acting pills (MsContin), and pill Oxycodone and liquid Roxinol for breakthrough pain. He was using less of these as time went on. It was a balance to keep him in as little pain as possible, but not be "over-medicated", to be 'strong' and lucid and coherent and alert. We needed him to be stronger, not weaker, and it was working quite well. Increasingly well over time.
While he was at the SNF, we got them to do a PSA test, which (supposedly) is a prostate cancer indicator (though there is some controversy over that). His PSA had gone up and down throughout his chemo treatment. They use other tests and information, as well. The last we had heard, his PSA was around 200 in January. Which is very high. ('normal' is less than 10) I tried to get the doctors to do a PSA before we started the MMS in late March, but they didn't think there was a good reason to do it. I wanted it as a baseline. It's unfortunate that we didn't get that. The new PSA test was 686. However, someone with advanced / late stage prostate cancer usually has an EXTREMELY high PSA, over 2000, or 3000, or even higher. So, most likely, his PSA had not gone up to 686, it had come DOWN to 686. We were making progress. More likely than not. And the semi-miraculous better / lower pain levels were proof of that.
Part of the problem we encountered was his doctors and nurses wanting to "hospice him" because he was "terminal". This was a bit of a constant battle. We understood that his doctors and nurses only know what they've been taught, and most people are "anti-alternative medicine", and they had to be "professional", and had jobs and careers to protect, etc. However, several of his nurses noticed that he was doing better instead of worse. And the doctors, too, although they seemed to be in more denial. ('it OBVIOUSLY CANNOT be this "Home Remedy" you are doing' – not an actual quote; more of an attitude) The nurses would make comments with "looks" and talk about the detox "Home Remedy" we were using and ask questions. Because there was nothing else they were doing that would cause Robert to be getting better. Only what we were doing. (I would go so far as to say it "freaked them out a little", but that's possibly or probably my interpretation)
The last time Robert's oncologist came to see him, in early May, he had a look of shock and wonder and confusion on his face. I almost laughed out loud because it was 'funny'. Because he "knew" that Robert should have at least been in hospice dying by then, if not already dead. I would joke and say he was "well-past his 'sell by' date". Instead, he seemed to be getting better, his pain was MUCH, MUCH improved, and getting better, and that defied all logic and reality. And, since it wasn't anything he or the other doctors were doing to cause it to happen, it HAD to be the "Home Remedy" we were using. Which probably boggled his and their minds.
Finally, we were able to add Protocol 2000 (MMS2), which is gelatin pills filled with Calcium Hypochlorite. (super-detox) After about a week of P2000, the pain in his abdomen decreased noticeably, and eventually fairly significantly, as well. Robert was well on his way to Health Restoration.
The problem was, however, that Robert was not eating. He basically resisted eating, if not outright refusing to eat more than he was. We kept pushing him to eat, and he would often get angry or belligerent about it. So he kept getting thinner and thinner. He always had "weird" eating habits, where he would not eat much, and always had problems keeping his weight up.
Before, he would almost always leave food on his plate, and when we would mention how wasteful that is, he would say, "I'm not going to eat more than I feel like eating." Our mother was like that, and we suspect for both of them it was a psychological issue about "not feeling poor" because you can afford to leave food on your plate. In my mother's case, it was probably due to her being so poor during the Great Depression. I'm not sure why my brother was that way. (but in many ways he was more like my mother than the rest of us — at least they were better than one of my mother's sisters, who REFUSED to eat "left-overs", because that was "beneath her" and they could afford to "eat fresh food" every day — so she would throw out nearly-whole chickens and roasts and other food every day — weird, and unfortunate)
As time wore on, after nearly a couple of months, it was obvious that Robert was starving to death. Possibly starving himself to death. He kind of half-assed tried to eat more, and would expect praise when he ate "almost half" or 75%-80% of his food. But it was not nearly enough, and he was in a nutritional deficit every day. This can only go on so long without an obvious eventual consequence. Finally, about three weeks before he died, we told him straight out that he was starving to death in no uncertain terms, and that if he didn't start eating, he was absolutely going to die, probably in the not-too-distant future. That seemed to "click", and he did actually kind of try to eat more after that, but it was too little too late. More's the pity as they say.
The MMS was doing its job, but Robert was not doing his job. And no amount of MMS will help Restore the Health of someone if they (choose to) starve to death. You cannot save or protect someone from themselves, no matter how badly you want to, or how hard you try, especially if they do not want you to do it. In the last few weeks, he started having trouble swallowing, which made it difficult to take the MMS1, so I just gave him the MMS2, and was looking at ways to give him MMS1 & DMSO through spray bottles on the skin.
Then Robert's health started failing. He got a badly infected pressure wound on his coccyx because he was paralyzed, which spread to his spine bones (osteomyelitis, which is BAD — it takes over a month of VERY strong intravenous antibiotics, which can negatively affect your kidneys and such — MMS would have treated that, but he was having trouble taking it).
So he had to go back to the hospital because the SNF couldn't do an IV that needed to be changed every 8 hours. (supposedly; I don't like to think they were trying to get rid of him) Then the hospital doctors said (without saying it) that it was misdiagnosed. So they treated the infection he had. They had installed an intravenous "PIC line" (peripherally inserted central catheter) assuming that he would be getting the strong antibiotics, but then that wasn't used. And he continued to get worse. I was still going in every day, trying to do as much MMS treatment as I could. And getting ready to try other methods, as mentioned above.
Then he took another severe turn for the worse and got REALLY BAD and couldn't swallow at all. He was basically "not there" and fairly un-alert, non-lucid and incoherent. So, after talking to the doctor, we made the decision to "put him in hospice", which they did there at the hospital, which was nice of them. They can only guesstimate, but the doctor thought it would only be a matter of a few days or so. That's how bad off he seemed to be. The MMS had stopped at that point.
Then, two days later, I go in, and he's sitting up, somewhat alert and lucid and coherent, and drinking sips of water, but not eating. That lasted a couple of days, then he went back to more or less the way he was, and continued to fail. That can be how it is, up and down, up and down. But he didn't speak again after that. However, it ended up being more than a week. One nurse there, who really liked Robert, and vice versa, said that Robert was obviously very strong, and he was "beating all the odds". So they gave him intravenous pain medication and we waited for the end to come. Which basically "took too long", and I was upset because he was "suffering" at that point. But at least he wasn't in much pain.
Robert was never "not in pain", but the MMS knocked back his pain to such a degree, that, as I have stated, it was semi-miraculous. So at least he didn't die screaming in agony. (which is always a worry with cancer patients — there are pains, usually cancer-related, that the strongest pain medications can still not alleviate — when they give you so much that they can't give you any more or it will kill you, which they will not do, so you live in a special kind of Hell until you mercifully die — I had an aunt who went that way, from cancer – it was a horror story you never want to hear, be a part of, or experience)
So I'm calling that a "win". At least we were able to achieve that much. It's important that people know this was not a failure of MMS. Not even close. The exact opposite, actually.
And that was, as they say, that. All we needed was another couple of months, or so, and he would have been (most likely; more likely than not) cancer-free and healthy... and alive. He would have still been paralyzed, but there are hundreds of thousands, if not more, people who live perfectly happy and healthy and productive lives in that state. And if he would have taken the MMS last year, he would be cancer-free and alive and not paralyzed. Talk about A Cautionary Tale. What a terrible loss and waste. And completely unnecessary. Which just adds insult to injury. (or, whatever... probably depends on how you look at it)
I hope someone learns from this Cautionary Tale and chooses to not do the same thing to themselves and their family and friends. It's a small hope. But I know several people who are in various stages of poor health and they are choosing to not take MMS. Very sad and unfortunate. If someone (or, preferably, some people) learn from this, and do not go down this route, then perhaps that makes his death not in vain — also might depend on how you look at it.
So, in the final analysis, I went above and beyond, and MMS worked better than I "expected it to" (I am still surprised by what it does, though I shouldn't be), but Robert wasn't up to it and apparently wasn't interested. Sad and unfortunate. Especially since it was so completely unnecessary.
The Moral of This Story is: Don't Be Robert
You can see my brother's In Memoriam on his website here.
#RIP
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