Hydrogen peroxide I

Although this article won’t appear in your paper until weeks down the road from the day of writing, I feel an apology is owing for not having written it many years previous, when the Little Lady’s and my daughter went to a third-world country to be treated for cancer; three times diagnosed by three different doctors, as terminal, and only short months to live.

That was when she was only 32 years old; she is now long past the big 5-0, lives in Panama, and is happy and healthy.

The reason I b­­­roach the subject now is a simple one. I was sitting at my breakfast nook table viewing the outdoor thermometer, which was reading well below 20, and I leaned back to take a look at one of my orchids in full bloom that I had perched on the coffee table in the living room.

The 9:30 morning sun shone full in through the east window, making the orchid a picture of perfection, back-lighted by sunshine on white petals ribbed with pink.

When I sat down on the chair by the phone, to get a closer look at its beauty, I picked up a sheaf of paper that had been handed to me at my front door only a few days previously. The heading read Educate – Yourself, and was titled The Many Benefits of Hydrogen Peroxide, by Dr David G. Williams.

The reason that this struck a cord within me was it was this (ozone), self injected intravenously, with which our daughter was treated and cured, so many long years ago.

She left here in mid-February weighing only 92 pounds, bloodshot eyes, nursing a growth in her abdomen the size of her fist, and an egg-sized, fast growing tumour on her brain. The first being slated to go under the surgeon’s knife, the second, at the time, inoperable, with a prognosis of five months, at the longest, to live.

One year and one-half later, she returned home again on her Mother’s July 12 birthday, weighing 135 pounds, with her long, wavy, natural blond hair flowing down, amply covering her butt. No one in any lifetime could have been given a better birthday present. No one was more happy at that moment of return than both the Little Lady and I. It was an elation of which I am articulately incapable of explaining.

Nor am I sufficiently educationally indebted to the medical profession to delve into the whys and the wherefores of their thinking, training, or rule-of-thumb rut following practices; but would I be wrong at times to wonder why more doctors don’t disentangle themselves from the embrace of the multi- national, cure-all claiming, drug companies, who have successfully brainwashed the general public into thinking that a pill is the answer to everything? Should not the brows of the modern physician be furrowed a little more often in alternative thought?

Would I be wrong in thinking that time and money would be better spent looking for causes rather than cures? Is it perhaps that the patient has run out on simple well known cures, baring humongous bottom line mark-ups?

What makes simple remedies so unpopular on the shelves of the many outlets where prescription drugs are sold? Can they deny that hydrogen peroxide is safe when used in proper dosage? Can they deny that it works? Can they deny that hydrogen peroxide is readily available and dirt cheap, but seldom, if ever, prescribed?

Much of the interest in hydrogen peroxide waned in the late 1940s when prescription medication came on the scene. It worked well in the trenches of war; it worked well during the great depression when doctors made house calls; why for will it not work now?

In chemistry mumbo jumbo, hydrogen peroxide should really be called hydrogen dioxide. Its chemical formula is H202. It contains one more atom of oxygen than does water (H20). By now everyone’s aware of the ozone layer that surrounds the earth. Ozone consists of three atoms of oxygen (03)

This protective layer of ozone is created when ultraviolet light from the sun splits an atmospheric oxygen molecule (02) into two single, unstable oxygen atoms. These single molecules combine with others to form ozone (03). For a cost less than that of the injection needles, our daughter was cured.

I use hydrogen peroxide on my orchids, clivia, stephanotis and tillandsias, to control mealybug, scale, and white fly. It works great.

Take care, ’cause we care.




Barrie Hopkins