I had 24 days left to go in the RSO protocol, was ahead of schedule in grams consumed & was feeling great when I let my sisters convince me to accept the only conventional "treatment" left to me (Hormone replacement therapy-a misnomer it's actually chemical castration) because (((they))) told me my atge 4 Pca with mets to bones & lymph nodes was too advanced for chemo or radiation. They told me I had 18 months to live & prescribed me Casodex & Lupron depot, which was supposed to give me a year more time, but in combination with the marijuana oil & an an ssri he also talked me into, it near fucking killed me from anxiety.
Here you go Anon