This is an edited version of my essay I emailed to cancermonthly.com in February, 26 2010 for the contest. It took me the whole day to write it that Friday, and I didn't have time to edit it. I was tired. However, when I read it a few days ago, I could'nt understand what I had writen (in some sentences). Perhaps, I had written a sentence to express one thought and I had forgotten to continue about it, but jumped to another thought. It took me about two days to edit it. English is not my native language. I think it needs more editing. I will appreciate if somebody reads this essay and underline what is wrong with my English. Thank you in advance.
"The James Rhio O'Connor Memorial Scholarship Essay Contest"
Rhio O'Connor's Story, My Story
These kinds of unfortunate people such as Rhio O'Connor who are let in the pity of their fate (by their incurable illnesses and when doctors cannot do anything about it), and hopeless to survive, not only they survive and become their own doctor, but also with their efforts to survive, consciously or unconsciously, they bring new discoveries in medicine and maybe they could come with new philosophic, innovative ideas which may change the dogmatic theories in the today's medicines' practices.
Rhio's example is one to believe in and to be admired. His struggle to survive and his efforts in studying about cancer disease, and its curable possibilities, is a clear one to be understood as a divine act. It is not that he was afraid of dying, I think, but his love of life. If we think about what life is, what the purpose of life on this planet is, and what the importance of it is, like it or not, we should consider it as a mission given to us, to be accomplished by us. One may think the life is given by God, one think it is given by the Nature, and another by parents; however, to be born and to successfully live, it means to fight for survival. We may consider life a mission, or an obligation, but we should accept that life is a burden to live with. The first difficulty a newborn faces is the atmospheric pressure and the surrounding environment, such as the temperature, radiation, noise, etc. That's why a baby cries when it comes to life. That means that its comfortable gestation period has ended and the period of the difficulty starts. This difficulty a new born baby faces is a test of survival. if one successfully passes the first test that means that he/she has unconsciously accepted and is involved in the cycle of the life, the mission, God's, or Nature's will and he/she has to face its difficulties during his/her lifetime. A grown person who is against this God's or Nature's will and who decides to take his/her own life because he/she thinks it is a heavy burden which he or she cannot endure, in some religions or state laws, is considered as if committing a crime. This means that he or she is against the life providers' will. Surprisingly, Rhio who was for this will and fought to survive was awarded with six more years of life.
Another fight of surviving and bringing (accidentally) new technique in medicines is the story of a farmer who suffered from heart disease. The doctor told his family that the farmer had only six months to live. He suggested to them to take him home so he might enjoy his last months of life with them rather than stay in hospital. Fortunately, the farmer lived a normal life for a long, long time and died when he became very old, afterwards. One year later after his diagnose, the doctor occasionally met him on the street; he was surprised. The doctor took him to his office and asked him how he had survived and what medication he had taken. The farmer told him that he had not seen another doctor and had not been taking any medication. Then the wise doctor asked him what his typical food had been during his last year. The farmer told him that his preferred food had been pickled tomatoes. The doctor asked him then if he had at present some of those pickled tomatoes. The farmer told the doctor that there was a quarter of the whole remaining in the bottom of a big pot. The doctor asked if he could see the pickled tomatoes. The farmer agreed and took him home with him. The doctor took the tomatoes out of the pot and discovered that in the end bottom of the pot there was a dead snake. In this case, the doctor made a new discovery. The diluted venom of the snake which had been diffused in the entire liquid and into tomatoes' juice had cured the farmer. Perhaps, that's why today we see a snake around a glass on the doors of most pharmacies. It symbolizes medicine or remedy.
Doctors are not magicians. They try to help people by using the best of the modern technology, but this doesn't mean that scientists have discovered all the kinds of pills to treat all kinds of illnesses and that the doctors can cure everything. There is more to be done by scientists and doctor-scientists. A good part of the contributions in this subject is to be made by patients with their will to survive, like Rhio O'Connor. O'Connor's example is important and I think that other patients might be inspired by it. It shows us that even with their good will, there comes a day when doctors sorrowfully would say to the family members of a patient who has a specific disease that can't be cured and there is no hope, "We are sorry, but we can't do anything about it. You better take him/her home to enjoy his/her remaining days with you." Unfortunately, I have no detailed knowledge of what exactly O'Connor did and how he successfully survived, but I believe that all persons who have no more hope from doctors to live, but they have the will O'Connor had, they will find a way to survive and they may come with new medical technique which may surprise doctors or scientists. An example of this is I;
In 1977-79, I was working as semi-truck driver in a highly polluted manufacturing factory. Its huge surface covered miles of land. Its surroundings were covered with a thick layer of chemical dust and all plants and trees were dead. Its chimneys produced all colors of smoke, red, white, black, blue, brown, green, and yellow. When I used to drive along near the cobalt factory I speeded away and closed my nose because the odor was terrible and a heavy red smoke covered the atmosphere around it. I finally quit that job, in 79, but I discovered that I had lost 12 kg of my weight. I used to be 73kg and I had ended at 61kg. I applied for another job, but to get the job I had first to get my blood analyzed. The doctor told me that I couldn't get the job because I had suffered from viral hepatitis. I asked the doctor how it could be possible when I had never felt any pain in my liver (I was a regular reader of the health magazine). He explained to me that I had been healthy and I had not felt it, and that the virus was present in my blood. He could do nothing about it and told me that unfortunately, I had to live with it for the rest of my life. I was 24 at that time and that news scared me for my future. A bad blood analyses meant no job. I asked the doctor to give me some medication for it. He gave me a prescription, but I couldn't find them in pharmacies. I had a friend pharmacist and explained the situation to him. I also asked him if he knew a better doctor to check me, but when he saw the doctor's prescription he told me that I had been lucky that I visited that doctor because he was the best in liver diseases. He ordered my medication in Italy where they were produced and after one week he got them. They were only 12 big ampoules called Eparcerebro, dark red to black color. My friend pharmacist explained to me that they were mostly made of horse blood. I didn't like to have horse blood in my system, but I was supposed to. I took the first shot and after a few hours I felt a terrible pain in my liver. I told the pharmacist about it and he explained to me that the medicament was activating the liver. Meanwhile, I had started my research on medical books to know what caused the viral hepatitis. Through others, there it was; the chemical pollution. The gigantic factory came to my mind as a black dragon (a humans' product).
I had bought almost all medical books in circulation. In one of those there was a citation from the philosopher Karl Marx. I knew he was the inventor of communism, but I didn't know he knew about medicines. In this medical book his citation was printed on the first page right after the cover, something like that; "if an illness enters a body, doctors with their treatments fight to keep it in a state or condition so that the illness does not aggravate or become worse; they cannot take it away from the body." Then I thought, "Since doctors are not able to take the sickness away why should I take horse blood?" I didn't take the second shot, but I threw away the rest of the horse blood. I kept studying those books.
In another book I found another Karl Marx philosophical argument about medicines, which was in contradiction to what he had previously said. "However," he stated, "there is a possibility to take the sickness out of the body; by the mouth. Marx explained in his argument that there are some kinds of foods that have the quality to regenerate the body cells, such as milk, veal meat, honey, lemon, and etc. Then I researched which one of the foods had the highest quality in cell regeneration. Honey was the best. During this time, fortunately, I was working for a beekeeping company and I bought honey from it. In autumn there was no more honey in the store. I asked people where I could buy honey. One told me that I could buy it from farmers who had beehives, but also he warned me to be careful because some of them mix the honey with sugar or other substances. The worst thing he told me was that he had heard that when they mix it with other ingredients they use their feet. I was terrified by this news which made me not to trust honey producers. I think it is true. In today's stores, there are bottles of honey labeled "Pure Honey," some other bottles are labeled only 'Honey,' and recently, in one store I found another honey product, on their labels I read, "Grade A Natural Pure Honey." You can decide which one of them is pure honey, I can't.
So I bought a beehive and soon I made three of them. Even I knew how to take care of them because I worked as a beekeeper, to enlarge my knowledge about apiculture; I bought two books on beekeeping. Meanwhile, I had set a correspondence with the contemporary French Apiculture Association's President, the honorable man, Yves Vedrenne. He mailed to me four medicinal booklets by Doctor Yves DONADIEU, but which had great values about bee-products and their curative effects. I was good in French language and I read them in one breath. In La Gelée ROYALE booklet I found out that Royal Jelly had 200% the quality more than honey in regenerating cells. This was very important to me and the idea of using it as the primary substance in my Cell-Regeneration Method which now was born in me.
In our beekeeping company there was a very good specialist who produced Royal Jelly for multiplying beehives propose by producing new bee queens. However, I needed it for another purpose. I learned a lot from him. One day he came to my house and told me that he had heard that I was producing Royal Jelly, and asked me if he could see my beehives (now I had multiplied them in number; I had 20 of them). I told him that it was my pleasure because he had taught me and I had been using only three beehives experimenting for that purpose. When we opened one, he found out that there were 74 queen cells out of 120 that were successfully developed. Smiling, he accepted that I had surpassed him, "My maximum is 56 cells out of 120," he said. Some years later, we both were invited in a national TV to participate in an emission about how to get rid of a parasite, Warroa or Warroatoza, which is common in beehives and causes infective diseases, decreases bee productions, bee number, and when the parasites number increases in thousands, it causes a massive death in bees, or death of the whole beehive/s. (This parasites then caused a great loss in beekeepers and an evident decrease in number of beehives).
In 2001 (I was a successful publisher now, married, and have two wonderful children) I went on vacation in a splendid beach for one month with my family. I was healthy. Being exited, I forgot about beach rules and abused with my body. At 6am I would run one hour along the beach (which is good), but the humidity in beaches is very high. It is like breathing water (First mistake). Then, as I was hot from running, I would take a cold shower (second mistake). After breakfast at 8am I would lie on the beach until I couldn't endure the sunrays and then jump in the sea right away (third mistake), then lie in the sun and repeat the same thing until 11am, time to play volleyball on the shore. After one hour playing, as I was hot and sweating, I would jump in the water no matter if it was sunny or rainy day (fourth mistake). After having lunch in the same hotel-restaurant and having one or two beers, I would sleep from 2-4pm. After watching some TV evenings I would play soccer and after being hot and sweat, I would jump again in the sea (fifth mistake). Nights I would seat on an open restaurant close to the beach, listening to the orchestra, dancing and drinking one or two whisky shots until 3am, sleep abusing (sixth double mistake). Forget about smoking two-three packs a day (seventh mistake. Well, I was smoking since 1992).
When the month ended, I drove home. After all that abusing the next day, after I woke up from a nap, I had a pain on the chest and my lower feet had swollen. I had a strong desire to sleep and I couldn't rise myself up even that I had to pick up my wife who was working in our bookstore. I called her and told the situation so that she could take a taxi. When she came home I told her that I was dying from a heart attack and I asked her to call an ambulance because I couldn't drive. (From what I had learned about medicines in my books, the central chest bone pain and swollen feet were the signs of a pre-heart attack). She asked me if I could make it until the next morning because she had a cousin who was the director of the hospital and would take better care of me rather than the night emergency. I survived that night but I was in the same condition in the morning. We went to the hospital and her cousin really took care of me. Since I required her to check my heart she sent me to the heart doctor. I felt sorry for the other people who were waiting on line when we entered by another door to the heart specialist, but I consulted myself that my case was an emergency. After checking everything regarding to the heart, the doctor put me on a CT scan and finally told me that my heart was fine and she wished to have a heart like mine.
I went upstairs to the director's office and told her what the doctor said. I also told her that 20 years ago I had suffered from Viral Hepatitis. She called some doctors and asked them to check my blood and others analyses. After I received the results of the analyses, the main doctor told me that I had no signs of viral hepatitis at present and he did not believe I had suffered from that kind of illness. I swore that I had it in 1979, but he told me that if I had had it the analyses would show it. Then I didn't argue anymore with the doctor but I was thinking that my special treatment accidentally had a great result. The doctor told me that I could have a cold or rheumatism and he advised me to take an aspirin each day, and to see a pediatrician. I was checked by a pediatrician and after two days my feet became normal and I had no more chest pain.
But, let me go back to the great philosopher Karl Marx and his cell-regeneration theory and how it successfully works. In 2001 fate brought me to the USA. I met a neighbor when I was settled. I think he suffered from a kind of viral hepatitis A, and he told me that only three people in the world suffered from it. He was undergoing chemo-therapy at that time, and doctors had explained to him that there wasn't any hope to cure it. I suggested that he follow my path and stop the chemo-therapy. I gave him a list of foods he should take and suggested he buy fresh Royal Jelly to a beekeeper. He had no idea what Royal Jelly was at first, but now he knows. I forgot about him. But the next year, he called me and happily said to me that he had been checked by his doctor and there were no signs of viral hepatitis present in his body. I asked him if he had followed what I had suggested and he told me that he had done exactly what I had said and thanked me for that. I told him that I was very glad and happy to hear about it.
As you see, I'm not a real doctor, but from my knowledge of medicines, I guess that there is a mutation of the genes in the body that causes them to strengthen and make the virus disappear, or by building new strong cells, they have the power to eliminate the virus.
In 2005, I was growing six vases of tomato plants because I don't like the taste of those genetically made tomatoes in the stires. One fall day I was watching them on my balcony and thinking that soon they will die. Plants have a gift that humans don't. If we cut a branch of a plant and plant it, it will grow and it will reproduce. But if we cut a hand of a human, the hand is gone forever. With my Marxist theory (not that of communism, of course, but cell regeneration) we can make a human live longer, there is no doubt about it. I asked myself, if I could try the cell-regeneration theory on plants, what would happen?
When the freeze came I put three of my tomato plants inside (because of the limited space). I started applying my theory and they kept producing all winter. In the next summer they produced ten times more than did the first year. (Twenty tomato fruits on average for a plant was in the first year, and 200 each, in the second year. Each branch of them grew up to 10 feet in the second year. I tried this experiment on other plants, such as basil and two other flowers whose names I don't know. The result of this experiment is that every plant or flower can become a tree. Every year their trunk doubles in thickness. And if I have the possibility to keep them for at least 7 years, their trunk will become so thick that I can plant them outside and they will resist the cold like the other trees. (But my wife does not like to have them inside and she tries to kill them. She knows how to do that because I have told her not to open the window when I'm not home, but she does when I'm gone). What can I do?
Back to Cell Regeneration Method! When we get rid of damaged or old cells by using this theory, we build new cells in a body. That means that we create a new body. We regenerate organs' cells and what is more important is that we replace the brain's cells. Our brain is an Intelligent Brain, I would say, because it has three main functions; it allow us to use itself in our constructive or destructive everyday life activity (with destructive activity, I mean everyday people produce weapons to kill animals or other people. They kill trees to build new houses when millions of houses are empty and for sell; therefore, the animals that used to live in that territory are supposed to live. Their survival is in question mark, etc, etc); meanwhile, this intelligent brain directs and takes care of its body (a complicated one isn't it?). If a director of a company or factory gives some orders to his dependents of what they have to do on a particular day, and then goes out to have a coffee with his friends afterwards, the brain does not quit working or directing. And what is more important, the third function is when one's body is badly hurt; this intelligent brain automatically induces in a coma to help repair the damaged part or parts of the person's body. So, as a whole being, we are secondary, and the brain as a part of the whole, is primary. In this case (when one is hurt) it doesn't allow us to use itself but passes us out, or to put it in another way, it passes a part of itself out. We are not counted here (without brain we are material, thing, or object). This is not new and many people know that. But from this, we can understand that the brain's capacity is fully occupied in one direction and if there would have been more space in our skulls for more brain, it would have let us at least to think (during the time it is repairing one's body). The point is, are we sure we have all brain cells healthy? Are we using the whole brain's capacity? And what is the difference of a brain that contains old cells (of an older man) and that of a child that has a brain with new cells? There is a big difference. As we know, after 34 years of age, a human loses 2-4 million brain cells each day. Of course the brain works to have them back, but this may be called the forth function of the brain. And when the brain is overwhelmed by its work, that means that it has to leave some other work to do, in order to successfully continue the forth function. That's one of the reasons people get often sicker after that age. The older one is, the higher the price of the insurance is. It seems that insurance people are brain specialists.
When we help the brain by regenerating its cells we give a good hand to this intelligent brain and it will help us back. How? There is an old expression, 'Healthy body, healthy mind.' But they didn't know the inner work of a brain and its functions at that time. I would like to use it vice versa; healthy brain, healthy body. So if we equip the brain with new cells, its efficiency will increase.
As we know, our bodies do not allow strange bodies within itself (maybe it's the brain that controls that). I believe that the number of a population touched by cancer should be higher with people over 34 years of age and very smaller at younger ages or not at all in children (except in those unfortunate children who are victims by inheriting cancer from their parents, or grandparents). I have no statistics about it, but I'm positive about it. And why may that be? I think it's because their new brain doesn't allow strange cells such as cancer cells. A possible theory might be, cancer cells may be hidden in many normal children's bodies for decades, but they fully develop in the old ages because the brain at that age is busy with replacing its old dying cells (the fourth function). During this period, the intelligent brain does not work in full capacity. It has to sacrifice some of the three other functions' activities; therefore, becomes weak, the body immunity decreases, and cancer cells or other viruses take over, progress. By using Cell Regeneration Method there is no need for the fourth function of the brain. We, intelligent people did it. We helped the brain to work in full capacity in its three other functions; therefore, the immunity increases, the strange bodies are not allowed to develop, the viruses are dead, the sickness is out of the body, and we have a healthy body.
I'm 100 percent positive that Cell Regeneration Method can be successfully applied in all illnesses, and also in curing AIDS. No matter what kind of virus it is, when we build a strong brain and a healthy body, the brain will take care of them, by eliminating them. If an illness is treated on time (which is some time before dying) by using the Cell Regeneration Method, it is as if we replace a new heart instead of transplanting it (except for those who are born with defective ones; however, I'm positive it will help them, too to stay on their previous conditions and does not allow them to become worse). By using this method we regenerate brains', organs' and muscles' cells, which means; new brains, new organs, and new muscles; therefore, we eliminate chirurgical operations.
When one has no hope to live and tries to survive, one may bring something innovative which can be helpful in medicine by applying it to other patients. Rhio O'Connor, the farmer (even though by chance), and Karl Marx, have given a symbolic contribution in medicines.
My suggestion from my experience is this: One should not become completely dependent on doctors, except when one has to. Doctors are good people and their mission is to save people's lives and cure them; however, we have to give our contributions by enlarging our knowledge about our bodies and the body functions. This contribution will reward us back. Let the doctors have a break. Remember, they work days and nights.
Fortunately, I have never been sick since 1979 except once (after my vacation. It was my fault actually day). I think it is because I believe in our intelligent brain and I take care of Him and reciprocally, He takes care of my body. I never have headaches even I am really stressed. I never go to a doctor. I never take antibiotics. However, if I will become that sick that I can't do anything about it, I will see a doctor. I do not use heat in my home. I wrote to the gas company to stay away from me. No matter it is winter or summer, I sleep with windows open.
Currently I'm studying to be an English Major. (I would like to become a writer. Actually I wrote a book in 2005 and published it in 2006. In 2007 I participated in the Hollywood Book Festival and I earned an Honorable Mention there, but it was such an accomplishment for me because I had only three years studying English Language as my fifth language). One day a classmate asked me how old I was and I lied to him by saying, 60. Then he took revenge on me when I asked him, "How about you?" he said he was 65; and actually he is 22.
K.L Vaniko