Can Vitamins ...Really Cure Cancer?

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by DOROTHY ROBERTSON:

My husband, Al, is a large man. He's 6'5-1/2" tall and-when well-weighs 230 pounds (all muscle, no fat).

The only problem is that, starting in 1950 and for the next 22 years, Al was never really what you could call well. He'd lose his appetite and his weight would sag down to 180. He felt continually fatigued, tense, and irritable. He suffered from night sweats ... often severe ones. He was frequently depressed, sometimes even deeply apathetic. He had headaches, leg, chest, and back muscular pains. His eyesight-even his hair! - changed. Stomach and intestinal gas caused him increasing discomfort. Various small fatty-like nodes began appearing tinder his skin ... and Al experienced increasing cycles of general weakness and malaise.

Since the symptoms of tuberculosis are often quite similar to those that Al was exhibiting, he took tuberculin skin tests ... which proved negative, leaving us right where we had started. Even the various medicos that my husband consulted didn't know what his ailment could be. They wouldn't even hazard a guess!

So Al did what so many people seem to do in a similar circumstance: He took the one-a-day vitamin capsule that our medical establishment claims is all the dietary supplement that anyone eating modern processed food needs . . . and plugged along as best he could on sheer willpower.

And then we discovered Adele Davis's wonderful books on nutrition and the importance of vitamin supplements in our daily food intake. Al increased his dosage of vitamins A, all the B family (including choline, pantothenic acid, and ara-aminobenzoic acid), C, D, and E . . . in addition to liquid lecithin and the potent multi-vitamin perles manufactured by Plus Products under the trade name "Formula 74".

This vitamin therapy helped Al's condition enough to be noticeable ... but not enough to keep him (at age 60) from taking a forced medical separation from his civil service job. We sold our desert home and, hoping that a change in climate might help my husband's condition, moved up into the mountains of northeastern California.

For a while the move, the fresh mountain air, the lessening of tensions, and the stepped-up intake of vitamins seemed to give Al a new lease on life. He rebuilt the old house we had bought, put in a garden, and planted fruit trees. He even opened a small refrigeration business!

Then, after four years in our new home, Al's condition took another turn for the worse. He sought out three more doctors in an attempt to learn why his health was failing. . . again, to no avail.

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