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June 30, 2018 – Today was a hot one in Doylestown for the #FamiliesBelongTogether Rally at the Bucks County Courthouse in Doylestown, PA. But that didn’t stop hundreds of people from showing up and taking refuge under the nearby shade trees lining the streets of Doylestown Borough near the Courthouse at 11 am:

This was a protest near and dear to my heart, being from a family – like most families here in the US – that derives from immigration. On my mother’s side, Brits, French, Germans, and Irish. On my dad’s side, Irish. My grandmother on my dad’s side was an Irish nurse from Arvagh, in the Republic of Ireland, who came as an immigrant to Philadelphia along with her husband – my grandfather, who came from Ulster in Northern Ireland. My father was a dual national of Ireland and the US, as am I, as is one of my uncles who lives in Manhattan.

We are lucky.

In the past few years, some conservatives have labeled me as “not a real American,” due to my two passports. As if I could only be from one place in the world as an American, how narrow is that? Migration – and the seeking of ever-better things for oneself and one’s family – is one of the best qualities of the human condition, and it has gone on for all of time. It will continue, because free will never dies.

As one who treasures my heritage and the stories it tells, I would like to see all of us tell ours in the US of A. Because, like it or not, if we’re not Native American, we came here from somewhere else – whether we came here of our own volition or were brought here against our will. I propose a national holiday called Heritage Day. Because this is our history, all of it. And those who choose to forget it are doomed to repeat it.

In the US right now, shamefully, we ARE repeating it. A vote for Trump was a vote against all those who served fighting Hitler’s army. It was also a vote against everyone who works, as Trump never has. Those who were duped by Trump’s appeals to tribalism, which is nothing more than divide and rob, were duped by the oldest ploy in the book: Playing one working class person against another for votes that enable oligarchs to continue their grandiose jobless lifestyles at the expense of us all. And our environment. And, and, and.

I was glad to see so many people out and acknowledging this under the midday sun in D-town:

Many sought refuge under trees, but nevertheless I became a source of sunscreen for those of us with sensitive skin:

Doylestown’s mayor, Ron Strouse (D), spoke early on in the rally, and talked about current levels of distrust of the government not being this high “since 1968.” I could not agree more:

Representative Helen Tai, who was just elected to the PA state house for district 178 also spoke, just after Mayor Strouse:

Lots of people asked me what my sign was going to say, and I didn’t know until the morning of the rally. The slogans came in a flash, and yet another two-sided placemat sign was born at the local UPS store:

Lots and lots of people tapped me on the shoulder and wanted a picture of this slogan! How can one look at oneself in the mirror, knowing where you and your family came from, and not want to swear like the sailors who brought so many of us over here?

It is such hypocrisy – and it is the worst form of “I Got Mine” that I’ve ever seen. And, being a cancer survivor in America, have I ever seen a lot of those.

But, I realized that people care. A lot of people, including some who fucking care (great sign!)…

…and others who simply care…

…and as always, Jesus was there to try to balance things out (and say he REALLY cares):

Some signs drove the biggest points home, ones we have to look out for, like this one, which reminds us that “legal” does not necessarily mean “just”…

This one brought to mind a quip that I’ve heard over and over: “For my friends, the world. For my enemies, the law.”

Some signs were very colorful, and featured the overall themes for the nationwide protests going on today:

Some reminded us that this has all happened before, so what’r’we doin’?

Yep…

One sign quoted Simon & Garfunkel…and this has got to be the favorite line from one of my favorite songs of all time, that rang true today so well:

And yet others kept it short and simple (and spot on):

But my favorite signs are like this one…and they can be seen on lawns and porches all over Doylestown, and in so many other places across the country, they are just great!!

And in parting, please click the little circle with the “+” sign on it at the top right of this page and GET ON IT!!!

Now more than ever,
Alison

[This is a blog on my experiences travelling to and at American BioDental, a Mexican dental clinic specializing in holistic dentistry and alternative treatments for cancer, such as IV Vitamin C.]

While researching on treatment tactics for the breast lesion I was dealing with in 2012 and 2013, I found dental revision being recommended over and over as a foundation-level plank in the overall platform for beating cancer. Many self-directed cancer treatment sites even go so far as to say it may be enough in itself to clean up the dental environment to see big improvements, so my search was on!

Who knew this would be my view when I got there?

When looking around for a dentist to clean up the remaining mercury mess in my mouth, I sought four things:

After much research and talking to various people, I chose American BioDental Clinic, located in Tijuana, Mexico. They hit favorable notes for all four of my requirements – whenever I called them, they happily explained everything and answered all my questions, including border-crossing options and then some. They specialize in holistic dentistry, including the removal of mercury, and I’d been in touch with several fellow survivors who’d gone there and reported success.

When I visited their website, I saw very reasonable pricing, and even more importantly, transparent and right out there for all to see. No having to call around and hear about payment plans that would have me in hock for years to come in the Great American Transfer of Wealth for what should be reasonably priced healthcare.

When I got to the Clinic, I saw that yes, their facilities were top-notch and yes, they used the best materials on the market for their patients – even encouraging them to get a biocompatibility test if they were dealing with cancer (my results).

After the initial intake and panoramic x-ray, I was told I had 23 teeth that needed work, including new fillings, replacement fillings, several inlays and a surgical mercury tattoo removal. Not being too much of a glutton for punishment, I arranged the work to be done in two parts – later that day, the right side of my mouth, top and bottom. Several weeks later, the left side. And then a third, very short visit for a quick follow-up on one problem tooth the dentists at the clinic saved with their excellent work, but told me to keep an eye on.

While under the drill, I also had Vitamin C IV drips – 50 grams each time – well-known to be extremely helpful for the immune system and a great treatment for cancer. Additionally, IV Vitamin C has the benefit of keeping re-exposure to heavy metals to a minimum while dental work is being done.

In my case, there were a lot of mercury tattoos left from half-assed amalgam removals not done safely or completely (but very expensively!) in the US back in 2008. After those, I’d thought – I’d hoped – that my problems were over. But they weren’t, as evidenced by ongoing cancerous lesions on my skin and left breast. Since there was still mercury residue in the form of grey-colored areas on my teeth and gums, along with loose fillings and cracks, the effects were still playing out in my system to my detriment.

Dental work and detoxes were in order, as soon as possible and within a reasonable budget, because it seems patients in the US are out of luck in getting mercury-related dental revisions paid for by the system that visited them upon us all. It would be akin to an admission that there was a problem, which I can only guess is a real no-no. It was only fitting that I took my business elsewhere.

So, on to the nitty gritty details about my trip(s) down under the USA’s southern border…

Crossing the Mexican border. I park and walk across, and for this, I take the 805 south to San Ysidro – the “LAST US EXIT” – the signs are very clear and say just that. At the end of the off-ramp, hang a right, go down the little hill, and what I usually do at the first intersection is make a right, then another quick right straight into a pay-as-you-go parking lot (cost, as of this writing: $7 per day). Park, and then you can either walk to the border crossing, or pay for one of the many rickshaws, etc., that come around looking to help out (plenty). I just walk it, it is not that far, and I don’t usually have more than a backpack.

Walking out of the parking lot toward the Mexican flag…which is right under the American flag in my pic…

Once out of the lot, cross the street and hang a left to the intersection (pictured below), where you’ll cross the street using the crosswalk (shown below). After crossing, go straight…

You’ll come to the pedestrian bridge that takes you back over the 805. You’ll see other people going where you want to go, so just follow them over the highway 🙂

You’ll come to a set of stairs, and at the bottom, go to the right and walk toward the train station area:

You’ll also see busses and lots of people, taxis and the like. The walkway to Mexico goes in between two buildings, then behind them and to the right. There’ll be plenty of others walking this route, and you’ll see this:

…and then you’ll see this…

…and you’ll realize that all the jokes are true: There really is a revolving door between Mexico and the US, lol! Two, in fact…

The revolving doors are the way to the “customs” area – and I put this in quotes, because it’s pretty basic – it is just a couple of revolving doors under the “MEXICO” sign (see the image above) that lead you into a small room where (sometimes) your bags are checked and (most of the time) you will see a member or two of the Mexican military standing guard as you exit.

After you exit customs, you’ll cross over the same highway in the other direction – and be warned, the path is just as circuitous as on the American side – to the taxi cab area. Per my previous advice, follow the crowd, they will lead you well. And note one of the first things you see on the Mexican side is a big pharmacy. Supply and demand. Go figure.

The taxi ride to the Grand Hotel Tijuana, where I usually stay when I have an appointment at American BioDental, is around $7 – 10, and takes around 10 minutes.

At the Grand Hotel Tijuana. This is a veeeerrrry niiiiiice hotel! You’ll pay the same for a shithole in LA, and with that, you’ll start to learn why over a million Americans call Mexico home, probably many of them “illegally.” The rooms are very nice and clean, have great bathrooms, and if you’re on one of the upper floors, you’ll have a fantastic view to boot. They have a very nutritious morning buffet, with complete proteins like eggs, chicken, beef, etc. You will not starve.

The water. Okay, had to get to this, and I’ll say this first: I drank the water freely on my first visit, and a few days later, had the most thorough and inexpensive full-body detox I’ve ever had. Otherwise known as Montezuma’s Revenge. Not very pleasant, but all-inclusive to a fault. The next few times I went, I was more careful, and I took a strong probiotic called Primal Defense with me. I think Saccharomyces Boullardi would also work well, just make sure to take enough of it. There is filtered water in the rooms, as pictured below:

But…you know how it goes: Somehow, something always goes awry. The tea water isn’t quite boiled long enough to kill everything. Or, you brush your teeth and forget to use the filtered water. So I’m careful, and at restaurants, I usually order a mineral water called Ciel – it is canned and entirely (…uhhh, at least as far as canned drinks go) safe:

Going back to the US (do we have to?). One of the Alessandros, aka either American BioDental’s head doctor or his son, usually drives me and a few others back across the border. They usually leave once or twice per day, and this is VERY preferable to walking back across, as they have frequent crosser permits and it’s usually pretty painless. Take my word for it: Crossing into Mexico is a piece of cake. Crossing back into the US is an overblown exercise in paranoia. Go, and you’ll see for yourself.

Yours in Good Health,

Alison

Yesterday, I attended a well-thought out, fact-and-numbers-based lecture given by Dr. Ken Osgood at the Unitarian Universalist Church in Las Vegas, the full title being the following:

The American Health System Dysfunctions – How We Got Here and What Needs To Be Done To Fix It

Speaking as someone with extensive experience with the US Healthcare system’s dysfunctions (and having to pay with no small amounts of money and time to resolve them), this was a presentation I could sink my teeth into where I learned quite a bit.

The lecture’s format traced the last 100 years of the American Healthcare System, how it came about and how it became the monster it is today. At the end, the presenter gave us all practical ways to effect changes in the system itself, starting from the patient’s perspective (i.e, the way it should be, but not the way it currently is). The message I got loud and clear: the system originated with us, and it has only grown out of control with our permission.

During the lecture, I learned that in America, we almost had a single-payer system. Nearly 100 years ago in 1920, a vote on a national healthcare system – akin to those in Europe and other nations – failed by a count of six votes.

If I could go back in time, no tellin’ what I’d do.

Flash forward to 1945 and a World War II-winning US, defined by a highly-skilled workforce that US industry could not afford to compensate accordingly and voila! We got socked with our employer-based healthcare system, with employer healthcare benefits coming in as an alternative to reasonable pay. Following that in 1965 came the introduction of the “third wheel” between patient and provider in the form of the fiscal intermediary concept. At the time, this included Medicare and Medicaid and has grown to include insurance companies, lawyers, courts, legislators (and legislation), hospital systems and others all grabbing at pieces of the big pie.

Here are some of the results of too many fingers in that pie, the figures shocking, but not surprising:

I’ll let you do the math on that last one as to how much of our GDP is simply attributable to health-related corruption and waste.

There are also structural issues preventing effective healthcare delivery – one, too many hospital beds, and two, too many physicians. From the presentation:

Using deductive logic, is it any wonder we are so damn marketed to in this country over healthcare? There is too much of a supposedly good thing, but somehow less of a real choice for all of us, so when I say the system is rigged (and this is my fallback expression regarding US Sick’n’Pay), there are the facts to back it up.

Dr. Osgood’s lecture concluded with the concept of a Medical Home – that is, a single-point-of-entry system for patients with features including continuity along with patient-centered, comprehensive and compassionate care. And importantly, one that doesn’t divide (and therefore fracture) its delivery system among so many entities that it makes it difficult to establish a qualitative, long-term relationship with a caring, ethical and well-educated healthcare practitioner where trust can be built.

This brought his final point home: that it is up to us to insist on what we need from doctors and from the system. Namely that We the People need to forge that long-term relationship with a good provider, and minimize the use of urgent care, hospitals and others as much as possible, in other words, put the family physician back where he or she belongs.

We need to be writing down all our questions (and insisting they are all answered while on a visit). And we’d be wise to have an advocate along for the ride when we deal with the system (I always bring someone along to doctor’s and other medical visits just so I have a witness). And I’ll chime in here with my usual: doctors as guides, not gods, with treatment options covering the whole spectrum, not just what’s promoted by Big Pharma.

All in all, this was one of the more memorable lectures I’ve seen on this subject matter, and it was delivered with care by Dr. Osgood, who actually had the audacity to apologize to me for the system after I told him my story.

Yours in Good Health,

Alison

[This blog details heavy metal biocompatibility testing as regards dental materials placed in the body long term.]

In 2008, I had the last of my dental mercury fillings removed, which promptly put me back in intimate touch with my old standby, Big C. The connection between heavy metals and cancer is one I know very well, though it is also one that the mainstream medical system likes to say doesn’t exist, thus my recent excursion into finding and taking a blood serum test that told me whether or not I was mercury reactive based on scientific analysis.

The dental work itself was sloppy – leaving several mercury tattoos and a cracked tooth – and not following the recommended Huggins protocol for safe removal of heavy metals for me saw new melanomas cropping up over 2009, 10, 11 and 12, all capped off by the crowning event of late: a left breast cancer lesion.

As usual, I’m in it to win it. And along the way, gather as much proof along the way as I can, first for me and secondly for all those naysayers who think I’m off my nut for “believing” in heavy metals toxicity. It is not a question of belief, it is a question of testing to see if I’m reactive, how much toxicity is in my system, and then figuring out what to do about it.

While dealing with my left breast nipple lesion in 2012, I read some very interesting things about how teeth are connected to specific organs and systems in the body via meridians, as in Chinese medicine. No real surprise to me that the left breast corresponded tooth-wise with the upper left first molar, where, interestingly enough, a very noticeable mercury tattoo still lived on the tooth and gumline (see the dead set sexy pic of the interior of my mouth above where you’ll notice the grey-tinged areas above and on the tooth of concern). When I was a kid, this tooth developed a full-on hole on its inner surface on the gumline, which was filled by…drum roll, please…silver-mercury amalgam. As the American Dental Association declares on its website:

Dental amalgam is considered a safe, affordable and durable material that has been used to restore the teeth of more than 100 million Americans. It contains a mixture of metals such as silver, copper and tin, in addition to mercury, which binds these components into a hard, stable and safe substance. Dental amalgam has been studied and reviewed extensively, and has established a record of safety and effectiveness. 

The FDI World Dental Federation and the World Health Organization concluded in a 1997 consensus statementⁱ: “No controlled studies have been published demonstrating systemic adverse effects from amalgam restorations.” Another conclusion of the report stated that, aside from rare instances of local side effects of allergic reactions, “the small amount of mercury released from amalgam restorations, especially during placement and removal, has not been shown to cause any … adverse health effects.” 

[Source: American Dental Association]

My response? My ASS. 

And I’ll give you even more than that: a material safety data sheet on mercury (and here’s one on dental amalgam alloy). It took about 30 seconds on a wireless internet connection to find all these, so please read them for yourself and do your own research as well to see where your opinion falls on the ADA’s statement.

I’ve heard plenty of “it’s all in yer head, Sweetie” – enough for me to get into the habit of questioning everything that’s ever been said to me by a mainstream medical practitioner. In my experience, suggesting to a mercury-sensitive individual that mercury or other toxins aren’t possible culprits in chronic diseases (such as cancer) is like telling a peanut-allergic individual to get over it and have a Reese’s.

As well, the ADA hasn’t studied yours truly, and as someone who is sensitive to mercury (tested, yes) and who seems to have no problem retaining too much of it in my tissues (tested again – and a genetic predisposition, from what I’ve read regarding certain genotypes not being able to excrete metals efficiently), I have to ask: Who the hell paid the ADA to state such things?

Given my experience with insurance companies that refused to cover mercury removal (otherwise they’d get found out and have to do a whole lotta freebie dental revisions, I suppose), my trust in the ADA regarding the mercury toxicity issue doesn’t even register. Their interests and my interests are divergent – ne’er shall their paths cross – and science corrupted by money isn’t really science, and all that.

I first discovered there was a blood serum biocompatibility test for heavy metals in the form of dental materials when I started talking with the American Bio Dental Clinic in Tijuana, Mexico. They encouraged all their patients dealing with cancer to have one, and for me, it was a no-brainer as I’m always after proof of what is actually going on…not what someone “thinks” just by looking at me, aka the Bill Frist “diagnosis.” Only when I see the real deal picture can the action I take be accurate and effective.

The test recommended to me was the Biocompatibility Test Kit from BioComp Labortories in Colorado Springs, Colorado in the US of A, which American Bio Dental forwarded directly to me previous to my initial scheduled dental revision in Tijuana. The picture behind this blog post (toggle the content away and back by clicking the round button with the + or – sign in it) shows what the test kit’s box looks like, including the test number (UN3373) along with the lab’s address and simple instructions.

Contents of the test kit include paper work (a Compatibility Report Order Form, Lab Instructions, Patient Instructions, FAQs and a Request for Client Serum Sample). In addition, there is a styrofoam container with a serum tube, outer tube and two small freezer packs that must be frozen for serum shipment to the lab for testing.

After fasting overnight per the instructions, I took the kit first to LabCorps, which had this test in their system under the instructions “Do NOT Use – Pending” and could not do the blood draw. Then it was on to Quest Diagnostics, who happily did the test per the instructions. After the blood draw and my payment, Quest sent my kit directly to BioComp Labs for the analysis.

The total cost for this was as follows:

$350 Serum Biocompatibility Test (including shipping & compatibility report)

$41.80 Blood draw at Quest Diagnostics:

$391.80 – Grand Total (and note that this test was not covered by insurance – nor was I – at the time it was done in mid-November, 2013)

When I got the results back from BioComp’s Blood Serum Compatibility Test, I was not at all surprised. This is further validation for what several top-notch holistic medical pros claimed was a major factor in the health problems I’ve had.

Page 1 from BioComp Labs’ report (see above image) contained a listing of dozens of metals used in various dental materials, separated by reactivity level in me as the subject tested via blood serum analysis.

As you can see for yourself above, in the Highly Reactive category was my old pal mercury and a few other heavy metallic malcontents, including nickel (petro fumes, cigarette smoke, cookware, etc.), aluminum (cans, foil, cookware, etc.), lithium, cadmium, copper…and even zinc and zinc acetate.

Of interest was bismuth, that ingredient in Pepto-Bismol (or Pink Bismuth if you’re going generic) that also showed up in the Highly Reactive category. I’m not sure what the full interpretation of this is, because Pepto-Bismol seems to work just fine for me (though I rarely use it, so that may be telling).

Silver and gold turned up in the Least Reactive category (of course, I’ve always had an affinity for those :-)). So did Titanium and Zinc oxides (used in sunscreens and other products), Stannous Flouride (toothpastes) and plenty of other metals.

This testing report also contains dozens more pages of thousands of dental materials, categorized as Highly, Moderately or Least Reactive. The American Bio Dental Clinic in Tijuana informed me they use a product called Diamond Crown for composites, fillings and inlays (most of the work I’ve had done by them), and this showed up in my report as being among the Least Reactive. That is good news! Anything that is permanently fixed in my mouth had better fall into that category, otherwise it’s yet another possible cause for the cancer cup to runeth over.

This brings me to some commentary on the dental industry as a whole, speaking from the experience of years spent down the hole on mercury toxicity and other issues that could have easily been prevented had my childhood dentist simply tested me for compatibility with dental mercury amalgam. The fact that at least a dozen amalgams were placed in my mouth without my knowing the possible effects – or even being given a choice in the matter – illustrates everything that is wrong with the mainstream medical system and its largely one size fits all mentality.

Considering that Romney-Obamacare doesn’t yet include this type of biocompatibility test as part of a larger preventative scheme, it needs revision – and soon. Having read that we are now exposed to more toxins in 15 minutes than our grandparents were over their whole lives makes lowering the body’s burden even more critical than ever.

Yours in good health,

Alison

PS – BioComp Laboratories can be found via www.biocomplaboratories.com and the American Bio Dental Clinic by pointing to www.americanbiodental.com. Ain’t research fun? Cheers…

[Contents of this post are for educational purposes only and all that jazz.]

It was very fitting how I learned of Breaking Bad. A friend and fellow cancer fighter, whose own battle started with melanoma – and later, stage 4 prostate cancer and then some – told me about this cool new show he’d been watching. It featured a very smart, but very broke school teacher working two jobs…and he had lung cancer on top of it all. In other words, someone who’d had enough.

Ding.

He’d had it to the point where he’d started making and selling meth to pay medical bills and provide for his family…and to make up for the deficits he saw in his own existence.

Ding.

The main character of the show, one Walter Hartwell White, played to perfection by Bryan Cranston, had also felt the sting of the Big Fuck You Over Money via two former business partners, who’d become billionaires on the back of Walter’s chemistry genius after he left the company. He went near-broke, barely eking out a living as a schoolteacher moonlighting at the local car wash. And now, he wanted his cut of the Big Pie. However he could get it.

Ding! Ding, ding, ding-ding-ding-ding-diiiing!

As the description came out of my friend’s mouth, I was immediately hooked. One cancer survivor who’d been screwed over telling another about a show featuring yet another. There was a love triangle in there somewhere.

As I started to watch back episodes to catch myself up, I saw in Walter White shades of yours truly.

Firstly, cancer. The day of my diagnosis was a game changer. I was never the same. Never looked at things the same way again. Did some things I’m not proud of.

Most of the past years since my diagnosis, I’ve not had access to “the system.” Sometimes I had health insurance, sometimes not. Seeing as I prefer holistic healthcare and treatments other than those offered by Big Pharma-racketed US Sick’n’Pay, I think that was in many ways for the best. For me, it was a good thing not to have access to too many pharma drugs. All they ever did was crash my immune system, making me sicker with each pass. But not so good when I needed a decent and timely diagnostic. Or necessary surgery and dental care.

Secondly, career frustration. Majorly. Won VH1’s Song of the Year, twice. Sold over 100,000 units of my tunes, largely soundtrack and overseas indies. Still no big, life-changing deal, and way too many questions…but I sure found out what “several layers of record label accounting” really means.

Thirdly, financial devastation. Even working through the Big C for the Big Dream. Flashback to 2004. Three jobs. Made Bush proud! Lesson: ‘work hard and you’ll make it in America’ is a great soundbite, but don’t ask me to believe it after all I’ve seen and experienced. Proof in the form of a million-dollar music publishing deal would be far more convincing and practical.

LOL! Don’t laugh – that was my original goal in entering The Biz. That, and access to decent medical. Such was life in these United States.

But now, like Walter White’s ever-increasing monetary goals, mine, too, have grown. Because as anyone who’s experienced the Big Fuck You Over Money can tell you, it puts a fire under your ass. Because life should be more than chasing illnesses, mere survival and the constant mind-chatter of rotating what ifs.

The reason for Breaking Bad’s success is that it touched those same raw nerves in so many millions of others. We all want to Break Big. And some are willing to Break Bad to do it. I can certainly relate.

Which brings me to this point: Breaking Bad was damn close to perfect. So damn close to perfect. Vince Gilligan of X-Files fame made it perfect in every way, except for one little, BIG thing.

I think back to the episode where Walt’s doctor is discussing alternative treatments for cancer – and the off-the-main-drag-but-still-Pharma-biased doctor’s canned response came in like a rainstorm on a parade when he mentioned his uncertainty about the efficacy of such treatments.

So, yes, Hollywood manages to mention alternative treatments. But then there’s the suited Dr. Deus ex Machina, telling us all about a lack of efficacy associated with them.

Hmmmmm.

Anyone else smell the Big Pharma bucks behind that?

Because honestly, that hasn’t been my experience. In fact, just the opposite. Pharma drugs were what created my Big Mess in the first place. Treatments outside of those pushed on us by Big Pharma have largely gotten me back to some semblance of health. But I certainly am still chasing things down, given that FDA-approved drugs almost deep-sixed my skinny ass.

Thus my request to Hollywood: Why not come up with a show that follows a cancer-fighting character, preferably someone who, in “real life,” has or had the disease – WE need the money. And please, make the protagonist someone using alternative, holistic medicine – if alternative even applies to treatments existing thousands of years B.C., aka Before Chemo. Make it a story about someone for whom the system has failed, who realizes the only way out is to Break Brave and follow his or her gut instincts. Kinda like I – and a lot of others – had to.

When – IF – Hollywood Breaks Brave (and decides to go truly free market where cancer treatments are concerned), I’ll be all-in. A 100% FAN! Behind-the-scenes experience tells me that many celebs use alternative, holistic healthcare, but still do and say whatever their corporate paymasters order them to do and say for a paycheck.

Tragic. And certainly not role model material.

When both Hollywood and doctors serve as guides, not gods – and no longer serve Big Pharma to the exclusion of all else over money – that will be the day. And if the day comes when I see universal, single-payer, sliding-scale healthcare featuring a full set of choices for cancer treatments in America, I’ll be first in line.

Yours in Great Health,

Alison