After experiencing shortness of breath and severe pain in his lung area, my 89 year old father was diagnosed with cancer in both lungs and was told he had approximately six months to live. In the previous two years, he had been wrongly diagnosed with a heart condition which the doctors treated with drugs. I had told my Dad, “nothing is wrong with your heart, dad, I don’t know why you are taking this medication.” But sometimes we just do as the doctors says. When we discovered he had lung cancer, of course that always sends a panic. He decided he would go ahead and take some chemotherapy. He did two light chemo treatments, but they both nearly killed him. It was very hard on him.

I brought him and my mom to my home. I could hardly get him out of the car he had deteriorated physically so bad. He could barely get up in the morning, and he would sit in the big chair every day and when he thought I wasn’t looking he would be holding his chest and rocking back and forth in pain.

So I had this electrical device that you put on your pulses, and I decided okay, he is sitting all day in that chair and has nothing better to do than put this little electrical device on…He did that faithfully two hours a day and then we started making the colloidal silver and he would drink six to eight ounces a day.

After six weeks he went back for another x-ray and it showed the big tumor had stopped growing and the little tumors on the right lung had totally disappeared. He had also lost the symptoms of being out of breath and chest pain. The doctor said, “your father will not die of cancer.” I told him what we had done and he was extremely interested. He said, “I’ve heard about that." I asked if he would like the information on that and he said, “oh, most definitely.” I sent it to him and I never heard another thing. That was the doctor in Southern California, and since then we moved up North.

In the meantime he experienced back pain. Even though the cancer had stopped growing, the doctors were determined that the cancer had spread to the bone and they recommended I contact hospice. I didn’t want to insult the doctors by telling them I knew it wasn’t cancer, and instead suggested that my dad get some more tests. So they did a bone scan and MRI and of course, they discovered that it wasn’t cancer at all, but a ruptured disc. They did surgery for that and he was fine within six days.

A few months later he got an infection in his nose, and it was swollen so big, that the doctors now thought that the lung cancer had spread to the brain. They took tests and of course it hadn’t spread. Every time something went wrong the doctors would think, surely now, but the tumor just stays there and doesn’t grow.

Dad used the blood electrification unit faithfully for about a year, every day. He used the magnetic pulsing unit too, but not faithfully. Now when he has a problem, I just remind him to get back on the electrical unit, and so he’ll use it for a few days, but he doesn’t use it for any length of time now.

Dad is 92 years old, but he is doing well and he’s not out of breath and he doesn’t have the pain he had. God allowed me to study this a year before Dad got his cancer. I personally think it was God that gave us this knowledge.