REAL CURE. GENTLE CURE.
One of my neighbours is dying. Two years back he had a cancerous patch on his left arm that was surgically removed. Six months later cancer appeared in his mouth. Another bout of surgeries and radiation therapy followed. He was then declared free of cancer.
Fifteen days ago there was a furious relapse. He was hospitalised and then followed the usual brutal allopathic treatment. Two days back the doctor said that since there was no improvement in his condition there was nothing more he could do. His desperate family shifted him to another hospital where his condition is said to be deteriorating.
I felt sad. If the man had taken good homeopathic treatment years ago he would not be at the death bed today. The cancer would not have developed. A suitable homeopathic remedy with cancerous diathesis would have nipped it in the bud. Even a random dose or two of carcinosin 200 or 1M would have been enough.
I mentioned this to my mother. She nodded understandingly. She is a chronic arthritis patient. She takes no allopathic medicines, no physio-therapy, nothing. Only those sweet pills that I have been giving her for the last five years. She says often that "I am alive today only because of the little sweet pills."
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