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
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
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
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
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.
The Wilson Family
Especially: Amy and Kevin Christopher
Karen and Carol