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Remission Accomplished: One Woman’s Journey with Cancer
Written by Linda Caputi

A few years have gone by but I’m still in awe at how my daughter-in-law’s experience with breast cancer unfolded and how God arranged all the synchronicities. God and all her angels!

Ever since I knew her, Socheata loved angels. Actually angels and anything purple. It made it easy to find her an appropriate gift for birthdays or special events. She also loved my son, which was a good thing because he loved her dearly. They married and soon had three children plus a growing business in Centreville, near Washington, D.C.

Since I live in Virginia Beach and work at the A.R.E. Library, I don’t get to see them often. But Socheata frequently sends pictures of the grandkids and sometimes even of the grandkid’s parents romping around as if they were the kids.

However, one day my son called me at work, upset. Socheata had gone to her physician about a lump in her breast. She was only 32 years old.


I called her as soon as possible and she told me she had had the lump for a few months but thought it was just a painful pulled muscle – except it kept growing. Then one night she had a vivid dream. In the dream she was told she had cancer and that it might kill her. Without delaying any further, she called her doctor for an appointment the next morning. After a very uncomfortable needle biopsy, and a week’s wait, the results came back positive for cancer.

Her doctor advised her she should begin with chemo right away and then within a few weeks have a mastectomy.

But Socheata had thought things over seriously and knew chemo wasn’t something she would do. A mastectomy . . . well maybe.

There were many Cayce readings on various types of cancer, including breast cancer, but what impressed me the most with its simplicity was a tonic consisting of a few well-known herbs.

Coincidentally, at an A.R.E. conference where Roger Bloom spoke, I learned that a man by the name of Harry Hoxsey (1901-1974) had put together such a formula and had been treating thousands of people successfully for cancer in his clinics from 1925 until 1960. [Roger Bloom is author of Cancer Medicine from Nature, The Herbal Cancer Formulas of Edgar Cayce and Harry Hoxsey.] Seventeen of these clinics were operating throughout the United States at one time before the American Medical Association through the FDA closed him down. Hoxsey sued and won but decided against reopening and facing further harassment.

Instead his longtime nurse opened one last clinic in Tijuana, Mexico. Thankfully, that clinic, the Bio-Medical Center, is still operating today using the same herbs that Cayce recommended. [http://www.cancure.org/hoxsey_clinic.htm, Bio-Medical center, Tel: 011-52-664-684-90-11]

A number of people I’ve known had gone to the clinic and were healed of cancer – prostate, Hodgkin’s lymphoma, ovarian and breast cancer (both women with breast cancer were advised that in their case a mastectomy would not be necessary). So when Socheata told me about her diagnosis, I shared with her what I had learned about Hoxsey and suggested that she visit the clinic for a consultation. [Frequent A.R.E. speaker, Dr. Allen Chips, wrote about his positive experience using the Cayce/Hoxsey formula in his book, Killing Your Cancer without Killing Yourself and in a Venture Inward article, Mar/Apr ’06– available at EdgarCayce.org/members.]

To my great relief, she agreed, and within a few days Socheata and my son were on a flight to California.

They would stay at a hotel in San Diego where most visitors to the clinic stayed, and the next morning be picked up by a van which would then take them (and any other new and repeat clients) for the 45 minute drive into Tijuana. At the end of the day, they would be taken back to their hotel by the same van, and that would complete their visit to the clinic.

After the doctors consulted with each other – as they do for each client, Socheata was told to start with the tonic for the time being, and in her particular case, arrange for a mastectomy as soon as possible. The tumor was large, attached to her chest wall and causing Socheata to be anemic.

This wasn’t what Socheata and my son wanted to hear but they appreciated what they had been told. They had also learned at the clinic that occasionally, in advanced cases, the doctors recommended low doses of chemotherapy if they felt it was called for in order to give a person the extra time for the tonic to work. But the doctors had not told Socheata to start chemo – there was no way she would have anyway.

Disappointed, my son and Socheata returned home. They had hoped surgery wouldn’t be necessary, but that wasn’t the clinic’s opinion.

Socheata started on the Hoxsey tonic (and a number of supplements and diet the clinic recommended) but knew what she had to do if she wanted to live. She called her doctor for the name of a surgeon and set up an appointment.

That’s when life got a hell of a lot more complicated.

When she went for her appointment, the surgeon told her he wouldn’t do a mastectomy without her first having chemo!

“Well,” she thought, “If he won’t, I’ll just find a surgeon who will.”

She called her regular doctor and asked for other referrals but he warned her that she was going to run into the same issue. “They” don’t do a mastectomy without first doing chemo or radiation.

Socheata called them all. And all said the same thing.

More than a week or two had passed since their trip to the clinic by now.

My son called at work and told me of their dilemma. They didn’t know if Socheata would have to go to another country in order to find the right surgeon. “Do it my way or you don’t get it done,” seemed to be the attitude. Very frustrating and stressful, to say the least.

During the phone call, I had noticed a young woman standing nearby looking at some books. Now tentatively she walked over to me.

“I couldn’t help but overhear your conversation just now. Maybe I can help. You see my mother had the same problem a few years ago when she was diagnosed with breast cancer. She wanted a mastectomy but not everything else that came with it. She was going to use natural alternatives and change her diet, but wanted the tumor removed. Eventually she found a wonderful man who would do it.
“I have the name of the doctor if you’d like it?” she said as she handed me a piece of paper with his name on it. “He’s located in Richmond somewhere.”

I think I just stared for a while at this angel in disguise before I could speak.

“How do I thank you?” I finally said. “I’ll follow-up on this right away”

I couldn’t get off the phone fast enough to call Socheata and give her the information. She was as surprised as I had been and said she would call the office right away.

Later, after work, Socheata called me at home.

They had made an appointment a couple of days away. They would travel to Richmond (about a three-hour drive) in the morning, see the surgeon, and be back in time for dinner.

Socheata was going to Richmond but still wasn’t completely sure about the mastectomy. Maybe it wasn’t necessary and the herbal tonic could take care of the tumor? And then again, why go through the pain and expense of surgery if she would die anyway?

Speaking about pain, let me digress for a moment: Socheata had been in pain for a couple of months by now, right where the tumor was located. Not unbearable, but painful nonetheless. However about four days after starting the tonic she told me that the pain had gone! (This was the second time I had heard about this effect. Another woman I met who had gone to the clinic with a recurrence of breast cancer after using conventional methods, was experiencing pain in her lymph nodes under her arm where it had spread. After about eight weeks the pain went away, as did the cancer – eventually – when she started taking the tonic and following the recommended healthy diet.)

In any case, I prayed for Socheata to make the right decision for herself, whatever it was.

They met and liked the surgeon who explained the procedure and what to expect before and afterwards. They decided to go ahead and schedule a date for the surgery, despite any reservations. They could always cancel if need be – at least they had found a surgeon who would perform the mastectomy!

Many more synchronicities occurred. More than enough to convince the most skeptical and to help Socheata come to peace with a disturbing decision that needed to be made.

Socheata went ahead and had surgery, without incident. Today she is doing beautifully and discontinued taking the Hoxsey tonic last year, though she visits the clinic regularly.

Linda Caputi, a retired registered nurse, is on staff at the A.R.E. Library, and has been involved with the Cayce material for the last 25 years. She has researched, compiled and updated the Circulating Files on medical topics, and is the author of the book, Epilepsy – Jody’s Journey: An Inspiring True Story of Healing with the Edgar Cayce Remedies.

  
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