Bladder Cancer - Immunocal Testimonial - R.

Clement
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Three days before 9/11 I received a call from my doctor.   The previous week I had a biopsy
performed for the second time in 7 months to determine why I was having on occasion gross
blood in my urine.   The doctor informed that I had bladder cancer.  It was carcinoma in situ
(limited to the lining of the bladder).  I was told it was low grade as was the staging.  It was
treatable and the treatment had a 90% chance of success.  The treatment would last for 6 weeks –
once a week. I would have a solution of BCG placed in my bladder to treat the superficial cancer.
Four to six weeks later the doctor would look with a scope to see how the lining looked.  In early
Jan. this was done and the picture was not pretty.  The lining looked angry, as if it had a bad
sunburn.  Another biopsy would have to be done.  Another TUR was performed and the result?  
The report came back with bad news.  The cancer was now into the muscle wall and a stage 3.  
Consulting with another urologist my doctor recommended that I have the bladder removed
before metastasis set in with the cancer getting beyond the bladder wall.

The new doctor was a clinical professor at Stanford University and the head of the urology dept
at the hospital.  The surgery was scheduled in four weeks and I had to prepare for obvious
changes in my life.  I was told that there was a good chance that he would be able to create a
neobladder (new bladder) out of about 14 inches of my small intestine, and reattach everything
and be almost as good as new.  If when taking out the bladder he found that the cancer had
spread beyond the organ the neobladder would not be possible and I would require a stoma to
remove the urine thru the stomach wall.

After six hours of surgery, upon awakening form surgery I was happy to find that the mark made
on my stomach for the possible stoma was still there and I for all intents and purposes I was
whole.  Three days later my doctor informed me that the pathology report found that the cancer
was confined to the bladder and I would not need chemotherapy as a follow up treatment.   Also,
he asked if I had been experiencing any pain over the months leading up to the surgery.  I said
“not really” but I had had a small sensation in my lower abdomen that since the diagnosis of
cancer I thought was probably just the cancer I was feeling in the bladder.  He shook his head
and said that was not it.  In doing this surgery he routinely removed the appendix so as to
eliminate future possible complications.  He said the feeling I was having was my appendix, and
he discovered during the surgery that it was close to rupturing.  That would have brought on
complications that we did not want to think about.   I would be in the hospital for six days
waiting for my intestines to restart and recovering before returning home.  I was sent home with
a visiting nurse to visit each day and she would show my wife how to give me antibiotics
intravenously.

I was home for about two weeks when I awoke not feeling well.  My wife wanted to take me to
the hospital.  I said I’d be OK but she persisted and called the outpatient desk and arrangements
were made to go directly to admissions.   I had tests done and was found to have a staph
infection.  I was placed in isolation for five days under heavy antibiotics.

I returned home very weak to begin again convalescence.  I would spend 6 weeks in bed taking
brief walks to try to get some exercise and rebuild my strength.  My doctor told me it would take
six months before I would expect to get back to normal.

I am a remodeling contractor and needed to return to making an income.   With each visit to the
doctor my blood tests would come back with low red count and small cells.  I was tired all the
time. It seemed to me that my immune system was not rebounding.  Before becoming ill I hardly
ever was sick and now my desire to do things was nil.  It was discouraging.

The following January after a ct scan there was concern for an enlarged lymph node near my
aorta and kidney.   After a biopsy it was shown to be clear but would be watched.  I had been on
constant antibiotics for the past year.  In the past I would rarely take medicine even aspirin and
now I was on constant medicine.   The middle of May 2003 I awoke one Sat. morning with a
pain in my lower back.  It’s not unusual to have lower back pain from my work but this was
different.   Being advised by the call nurse I went to the emergency room.   After a CT scan and
blood work it was found I had a kidney infection.  No surprise there as I was constantly worried
about my urinary tract after my surgery.  I was given more Macrobid to try and kill the infection.
I had been on this several times in the past year because of infection.   In consulting with my
doctor at my three-month visit a few weeks later he said the infection was likely a leftover
infection from the staph a year earlier.  He suggested a low maintenance dose of Macrobid that I
might have to be continually on, and I would be for the next 15 months.

Early June of 2004 I saw a friend of mine who told me he had a friend in Florida with the same
cancer as mine.  I said, “Scott has cancer?”  He had forgotten that Scott was a mutual friend.  I
had known Scott since 1973 and had last seen him about seven years ago.  I asked for his phone
number and e-mail so I could give him some advice as to what he might expect to encounter in
treatments. I contacted him that night.  He had been diagnosed in January with a stage 3 cancer
of the bladder.  His doctor told him that due to his young age (50) that they would try to save his
bladder with BCG treatments.  He had gotten his cancer at almost the same age as I.  Neither of
us had ever smoked or been in industries where this cancer is more common.  We did not fit into
the normal demographics.  His staging was a staging that resulted in my surgery after the failure
of the treatments that I had.  Happily his treatments were successful.   He then explained that his
friend Greg had recommended he try a supplement called Immunocal to help with his cancer
treatments.  So he did. With each follow up he was pronounced clear and progressing fine.  He
said I should give it a try.

It had now been 27 months since my surgery and even though I was stronger I was not filled
with energy and had no will to get things done. My legs and knees were always sore. I was
basically just getting thru each day and having no driving ambition.  With my work I was barely
getting things done and not anxiously looking forward as I had in the past to taking on work and
enjoying what I was doing.  After a couple weeks of prodding from Scott I decided to try the
Immunocal.

I started with two packs a day and after about two weeks I was noticing an improvement in my
energy level.  I had started this shortly after a six-month visit with my doctor.   The middle of
Sept. my wife and I went to Maui for a week and while there I decided to go off my Macrobid
since I was feeling dramatically better after 3 months on Immunocal.  I wanted to see if it would
help with my infection.  I did not want to be on the antibiotic any longer than I had to be.   The
middle of October I went to have a urine culture between doctor visits to check on the progress
of the infection.   It came back as clear – no white cells.  Hurrah!  Would it stay?   The first week
of Dec. 04 I had my blood tests and urine tests done for my six-month doctor visit the middle of
Dec.  At my visit my doctor said I looked the best he had ever seen since before I had the
surgery.   Happily, I told him about the Immunocal and how my energy level was at a point I had
not seen since at least a year before I had gotten sick – 3 ½ years now.  I gave him an Immunocal
cd and a pad of testimonials and explained how I had gone off the antibiotic in Sept. He said he
had never seen me more animated and would check out the information.   I asked him how my
urine culture came out.  He shuffled through my file and finding the results said “No white cells
– clear!”  I told him again that the only change in my treatment was the introduction of the
Immnocal.  Immunocal had gotten rid of the infection that the antibiotic could not.

My immune system is working again.   My wife and I had gone to Tahoe just the week before
seeing my doctor, and had I not had a sore knee I would have liked to have gone skiing.  That is
a feeling I have not had in 5 years.  Immunocal has given me back my life!   I only wish that I
had known of Immnocal earlier before my initial diagnosis.  Quite possibly I’d still have my real
bladder.

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