This is the letter I promised you in January that I would write with my sisters. It sounded like a fairly easy thing to do but ended up being a very emotional trip through the last few years. It reads almost more tike a story of one person's struggle with cancer than a report on their diagnosis and treatment. My two sisters Amy and Karen in Ohio wrote this. Our Mom has been in Phoenix for the last two months visiting our brother and his wife and two daughters aged three and four. She took two weeks out of that time in mid-Feb to come to SF to visit me and she and I flew to Hawaii. Mom went on a ten-day cruise that left from Honolulu and this was made possible by the non-frozen shark cartilage that we were able to get from Dr. Benedict. We thank you for that product, too.

In February of 1997, the doctors at the Mayo Clinic in Phoenix sent Mom home to get her affairs in order. Her prior resistance to alternative supplemental healing modalities faded with this news and our Mom began an amazing journey of healing miracles and triumphs.

At age 69, Eula Wilson discovered a lump on her right shoulder. A biopsy revealed a leio-myo sarcoma, a rare form of cancer of the connective tissue. Two surgeries were performed in the fall of 1995 to remove the tumor. Five weeks of external, low dose radiation treatments followed in the early months of 1996.

In July of 1996, another suspicious lump appeared near the incision of the original tumor. Surgery was scheduled for September 13 and by then the tumor had wrapped around the collarbone and spread into a great deal of the surrounding muscle tissue. After a rather extensive surgery, radiation catheters were inserted into her shoulder releasing a maximum per human dose of radiation to that area. Removal of her collarbone was necessary. The high dose of radiation destroyed the skins' ability to heal and removal of the stitches left a gaping hole- several inches deep.

In the following weeks, severe infections and excruciating pain necessitated home-health care twice a day, trips to the hospital emergency room and course after course of antibiotics. For the pain she was on Duragesic (opiate patches) and morphine every four hours.

In December, a flight to Phoenix to see a plastic surgeon at the Mayo Clinic in Scottsdale offered some encouragement. After undergoing CT scans, X-rays etc. she was told that reconstructive surgery, using skin grafts, could dose the hole. The hope of ending the recurrent infections was now a possibility.

It was back home for the holidays, with only a few weeks to prepare for the surgery. It is now Christmas of 1996.

In late February, she returned to the Mayo Clinic. The pre-operative testing revealed devastating information. A chest x-ray showed a multitude of shaded areas in her lungs. Their diagnosis: the leio-myo sarcoma had metastasized in her lungs and do to the speed at which the tumors were growing, a life expectancy of three weeks to three months was the prognosis. There was nothing more they could do, but they were very

apologetic.

At this point, with what seemed all hope stripped from her she said. "I`ll take anything you want to throw at me." It is here that the journey began.

A week after the "news", our Mom tore up her plane ticket and jumped in the back of a Toyota pickup with cab, with two dogs and two sisters Karen and Amy.

We drove the long way back home to Ohio, through the Colorado Rockies. She loves the mountains there and figured she would never see them again.

Arriving at her home in Ohio after dark, about a week later, she jumped out of the truck, grabbed a flashlight and ran around the yard looking for signs of springtime. She came into the house, sat down and said, "'I just don't feel like I'm going to die." That resilience was to be tested.

There was a rapid decline in her health from March through May. Her weight dropped as her appetite was poor. She spent most of her time in bed, and had to be put on oxygen. The infections and pain increased, requiring more and more opiates. Worst of all, she felt a new tumor growing in the fatty tissue of her upper right arm.

During this time we were all busy researching alternative treatments for cancer. Our Mom look every supplement we gave her. The ones that seemed most helpful then. and continue to be now are, a multi-vitamin with lots of spirulina and other green foods-vitamin C 4,000- 10,000mgs per day, -vitamin A-vitamin E with selenium and zinc- a calcium/magnesium/polassium combination-co-enzyme Q10 seems to be very important, at least 200 mg a day, as well as garlic. Echinacea/ goldenseal tincture has proven invaluable in helping with energy levels and strengthening her immune system.

Toward the end of May, we ordered our first shipment of hydrazine sulfate. We had read information on its' effectiveness in increasing appetite as well as suppressing tumor growth. She took 60mgs 3x a day, six weeks on and one week off. An increase in her appetite was apparent almost immediately. When we read that a dosage of 30mg, 3x a day for a person whose weight was under 110 lbs, we lowered the dosage and her appetite continued to improve.

In June of 1997 we visited a neuro-toxicologistin Columbus. Ohio who was very positive. She discussed different supplements but most importantly she recommended liquid shark cartilage. She insisted it was showing excellent results, worked well in conjunction with hydrazine sulfate and was much more palatable than the powdered form. One vial as opposed to 60 capsules per day. On July 16 we ordered the first months supply.

At first our Mom tried taking it in the mornings on an empty stomach but it caused severe nausea. She found that taking it at bedtime at least two hours after eating worked best. It actually seemed to help her sleep. She took one vial, six out of seven days a week.

While in Ohio, autumn was upon us, and all of nature seemed to be winding down and after a long, hot summer, our Mom was experiencing the joy of springtime within her heart. Her energy level soared over the next few months. She had renewed excitement for food accompanied by a hearty appetite and consequently began gaining back the weight she had lost. Her desire to reclaim her independence and to have die best quality of life possible led her back to the Mayo Clinic. This time to see if surgery might be a possibility now, in November of 1997.

The plastic surgeon was kind and recommended removal of the tumor in her arm, which was now the size of an egg. (Its growth seemed to slow down around August, possibly due to shark cartilage.) Also, the top of her scapula had pushed through the hole in her shoulder, and he wanted to trim the bone back below the surface so that the skin might have a chance to grow back together normally. The best news of all this November was that a chest x-ray revealed that the tumors in her lungs had not increased in size in fact come actually appeared to be smaller. That ray of hope became a beam of sunshine filling all of our hearts that day.

In February of 1998, the willingness to take such a big risk paid off. The tumor was encapsulated, and came out easily and intact. A remarkable new suction machine held the incision together where the bone was trimmed, so stitches weren't necessary. The wrath of the radiation was finally tamed! Our Mom had to endure a great deal in the coming weeks. She had to carry around the suction machine everywhere she went and since she could barely use her right arm we put it (the machine) in a small wagon so she could pull it with her left arm. The threat of infection was so great that a tube was inserted in a vein in her arm and up through her chest to the wound, with a constant antibiotic feed. Gradually, her appetite and energy began to return and she knew she was back on track. As for the shark cartilage, around the time of the operation we read conflicting reports. Some said to take it as usual and some said to definitely stop two weeks before the operation and resume one-week after. The latter was the advice she followed and it seemed to work for her.

The remainder of 1998 was nothing shy of a miracle. Our Mom weaned herself off of all morphine, Duragesic patches, and other pain medications before the summer. Oxygen was no longer needed so she returned all of the equipment. Her passion for cooking, gardening and travel returned. Most importantly she regained the ability to be fully independent. She continues to take liquid shark cartilage six days a week and because she travels often, is happy to know of the liquid product that you have made available. She has not had hydrazine sulfate since May of 1998.

All who know our Mom comment on her trademark sparkling spirit. She has inspired many with her courage, strength and her love of life. We, her children, I believe are the most grateful and so very proud of her. We are all grateful that liquid shark cartilage found its` way to our Mom as well. If only everyone could be so fortunate.

In February of 1999, two years after that unbelievable prognosis, our Mom returned to the Mayo Clinic. No new tumors were found, and there was no increase in the size of the tumors in her lungs.

Thank you for your concern and time, I hope this is helpful and hopeful. Thank you for your shark cartilage. Thank you to the sharks, too.

Gratefully yours.

The Wilson Family

Especially: Amy and Kevin Christopher

Karen and Carol