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Date Posted: 19:42:15 03/12/02 Tue
Author: Rita
Subject: Ann's Invisible Medical Book

The Walk-Over Page 1 of 18
Chapter Three Words: 4500
Ann's Invisible Medical Book


Often dreams would reflex our personal concerns and could provide the dreamer with reality areas to research. I had noticed that the dreams would offer needed information, while I gathered reality information.

At night dreams would continue to appear, saying, "Remember."
My thoughts would flash to when my husband had gallstones removed from his bladder in 1977.

Inside the dream, I could clearly see myself sitting in our family physician's office, asking the doctor, "If my husband had a liver problem before the surgery, would he still have the liver problem after?"

Dr. Spiering removed the fancy, carved, dark wooden pipe from between his teeth to answer, "Yes, probably so!"

The dream's sharp image drew my attention to a doctor's manila folder that sat on my lap. I opened the pages to find that the print was a blur. Yet, I forced my eyes to read through the smudge. I flipped to the last page where the words "Hodgkin's disease" were the only understandable ones. This was a second dream that told that my husband had Hodgkin’s disease.

When I woke, my thoughts flashed to when my husband had gallstones removed
from his bladder in 1977. For ten years the osteopathic doctor had handled our family ailments. I had liked Dr. Spiering because of his blunt attitude to explain a health situation with a minimum amount of understandable words.

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Dr. Spiering had given false information in 1977. He claimed to be unaware of the medical updated childhood problem. The doctor was not there to patronize. I felt that the truth should be presented, not patronized. Dr. Spiering was an older, tall, heavy-set man, who learned most of his medical schooling during the Second World War.

A few days after the 1979 Hodgkin’s disease dream, I drove to Dr. Spiering's office, and asked the doctor about hubby's 1977 bladder surgery. The questions that I had asked in the dream, I again asked in reality.

Dr. Spiering was a pipe smoker and he had several pipes. Today, he had the same one as in the dream. Exactly as he did in the dream, Dr. Spiering removed his fancy pipe, saying, "Yes, probably so!” His reply, too, was the same as it was in the dream, but the folder item that the dream had shown was nowhere in sight.

In 1977, the official human god in Michigan was the doctor/drug prescriber. It was known in 1977 that an untreated infection would turn tissue malignant. Meanwhile, the lawmakers had to create a new law that permitted the United States’ medical god's subjects the right to his or her medical records.

Since I was in the doctor's office in 1979, I didn't want to leave without seeing hubby's folder, so I asked Dr. Spiering's nurse Bobby, if I could see Bill's folder. She graciously smiled, saying, "Sure."




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I flipped though hubby's folder, looking for the words "Hodgkin's disease".
The words weren't there, but there was a strange-to-me gall bladder biopsy
description. All the doctors involved knew that there was an abscess in Hubby's gall bladder. I thought that an abscess was an infection sign. It surprised me that hubby had left the hospital with an untreated infection. I had a pencil and paper in my purse, so I started to write the biopsy description down. Bobby walked over, saying, "I didn't know that you were going to do that!" and she took hubby's folder back to the filling cabinet.

I left the doctors office wondering why my husband was never prescribed any antibiotics.

The folder incident had greatly upset me. I wanted a copy, so I decided to write to the Insurance Company that paid for the gall bladder surgery. I ended up with a list of 20 questions, half of which the words were misspelled.

The following dream would be an example about how dreams could offer an explanation to unanswered reality questions.

That night in my dreams, I remembered that my neighbor Ann was a nurse. I could see my dreamself walking up our dirt driveway in the bright sunlight, thinking about borrowing her dictionary. In the dream, I could feel the pebbles beneath my feet as I moved toward Ann's house. As I approached the house, I could see through Ann's screen door that the house door was open. I knocked once and Ann appeared dressed in a white turtleneck with a gray A-shaped skirt. Ann was a bubbly, athletic person. She spoke in her energetic tone, "Come in neighbor. What can I do for you?"

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"I would like to borrow your medical dictionary," I replied.

Ann walked to her bookcase and returned with a 9"x11" burgundy-colored cover book, saying, "I have a much better book for you to read."

She handed me a highly technical picture medical book. It wasn’t the book that I was looking for, so I flipped it open. It was mostly diagrams, and the words describing disease symptoms were written in layman's English. Each disease-associated page was filled with extremely detailed diagrams displaying malformations and symptoms outside and inside the body. I was impressed with two blood disease pages that sat side by side. One was Hodgkin’s disease and the other disease I would forget as quickly as I would see it.
”Okay, I’ll borrow this one.”

I brought Ann's medical book home to quickly read about the six subjects under the Pernicious Anemia caption: Leukemia, Sickle Cell Anemia, Hodgkin's Disease, etc. (Three diseases, I couldn't pronounce and didn't write down.)

In the dream, it appeared as the next day when I returned Ann's book to ask a few questions about Hodgkin's disease. I pointed to the one page, saying: "Bill has the Hodgkin's disease symptoms."

Ann shook her head, pointing to the second page opposite of the Hodgkin's disease, replying: "No, his symptoms match this disease much better."

My mouth dropped as I replied, "That disease sounds so terminal that they don't give any treatment for it. Yet, look at the diagram. It's written as if they documented the disease advancement while watching the patient die.
It sounds like an act against humanity!"

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Ann shrugged her shoulders, as if to say, "Oh, well! That's the patient's tough luck!" I ended the irritating conversation by going home.
I woke annoyed, and interested in researching Michigan medical
history.

The next day I remembered that during the conversation, I became stressed and annoyed and had forgotten to borrow Ann's medical dictionary, which was why I had visited her in the first place.

In reality I was visiting Ann for the first time, while thinking I was visiting her for the third time. I knocked. Ann opened the door, and I quickly asked, "May I borrow your medical dictionary?"

Ann acted flabbergasted. She astonishingly asked, "How did you know that I had a medical dictionary?"

"You're a nurse," I calmly answered, thinking that Ann had an extremely short memory. I had remained upset with our special-diagram book conversation, and didn't wish to rehash the discussion again.

Four years had passed since the dream where I had borrowed Ann's diagramed-medical book on March 1, 1979. On March 1, 1983, I had changed my mind about rehashing the symptoms showed in the special-diagram book with my know-it-all neighbor with the so-he's-going-to-die attitude. It upset me to know that if the drug prescriber chose not to prescribe effective antibiotics, the prescription drug law permitted it.

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On March 1, 1983, I called Ann to borrow her diagramed-medical book again. The book's Hodgkin’s disease description was now appearing in reality, and the doctors (who were specialists) were having problems identifying Hubby’s illness.

My husband had a neck tumor biopsy done on March 1, 1983, which was the following:
"In some areas, especially around foci of necrosis, Reed-Sternberg-like cells are noted. These probably represent binucleate immunoblasts and are not true Reed-Sternberg cells."
(End of biopsy)

I was under the impression that cells, pathogens, and people all have one thing in common - they gathered in families, and they had siblings and mutated. In the 1960's it was known that new antibiotics could be made from the new strains. An example would be Doxorubicin. Somehow this same information could be distorted, and bacterial infections could go unnoticed. Hubby had all the symptoms of Hodgkin's disease; yet, the hematologist/drug prescriber wouldn't give the most effective known antibiotics, claiming that the known Hodgkin's disease cell wasn't a perfect match.

On March 1, 1983, it was known that disease studies have been taking placed for centuries. The Michigan hematologist gave me the impression that she needed every one of the disease symptoms before giving an antitumor antibiotic to Hubby to treat his neck tumor. Ann quickly came over with every medical book that she owned. So, Ann, Hubby, and I quickly rehashed the hematologist care that was given.


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For nine months between 1982 and 1983, Hubby was under the healthcare of a
hematologist named Dr. McCutcheon, treating his grapefruit size neck tumor. The hematologist would use Bill as her guinea pig, explaining to her trainees that "soft tumors" were always benign. At the same time, TV had a cancer series, talking about malignant "soft tumors".

Hubby and I watched the cancer situation from his patient's point of view. The hematologist wouldn't inform hubby about blood abnormalities. Therefore, we were not aware that many abnormal blood tests results were used as "markers" to aid in identifying pathogen-produced cancerous conditions. Also that antitumor/antiviral antibiotic like Adriamycin and Bleomycin were no longer administered until infections turned human tissue malignant. Antibiotics attack the pathogen; they don't know the difference between malignant and benign. The drug prescriber determined the difference. It was obvious that the biopsies were for "Tissue only" and the blood pathogens disregarded! Therefore, it was important that the patient establish his/her personal blood test figure.

Hubby's 1982 differential blood test was the following:

Blood Test Patients Lab Figures (Increased Lab Figures) Personal
WBC 10.9 H 4.8-10.0 4.8-10.8 6.0
Myelocytes 0 (a blood-disease indicator)
Neutrophils 66* 54-62 45-75 59*
Lymphocytes 26 25-33 15-45 30
Monocytes 6 3-7 0-12 5
Eosinophils 1 1-3 0-4 1
Basophils 1* 0-0.5 0-2 .02*

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* The figures were not flagged because of laboratories increasing their figures; therefore the cell abnormalities were not noticed. And again hubby received no antibiotics.

Myelocytes used to be included in the white blood cell differential % figure. Myelocytes were found in the bone marrow and when they appeared in the blood, they were considered a disease marker. Myelocytes and basophils were stained together. Therefore the philosophy of "Closed eyes do not see," could be also used with the white blood cell staining. There was more money to be made treating a disease than using an antibiotic was what the Michigan hematologist was obviously doing. I called the withholding of antitumor antibiotics and the lying about it, "health sabotage a US enemy's delight".

Meanwhile, after months of being treated for an autoimmune deficiency blood disorder, it was recommended by the Henry Ford Hospital specialist that Bill have a modified radical neck surgery to biopsy the neck lymph node tissue. The
March 1, 1983 biopsy tissue was sent to three Michigan hospitals: Crittenton, Henry Ford, and Ann Arbor.

Crittenton Hospital and the Ann Arbor Hospital biopsy specialists stated the tissue as benign, while Henry Ford Hospital experts called the tissue Hodgkin's disease/mixed cellularity.

In 1983, it was said that a tumor could be caused by a blood pathogen. In hubby's case, the infection may have seeped into the blood by way of his gums. The
hematologist treatment was based on how the infection affected the tissue. Benign tissue received no antibiotics, where malignant tissue would have.


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In the meantime, the hematologist insisted that hubby's health problem was NOT
Hodgkin's disease. Hodgkin's disease was known to be a blood disorder. The
hematologist used blood transfusions to treat the neck tumor/blood disorder.
Hubby received a Blood Type Identification card that identified special
antibodies that had to be identified before he was transfused. In 1983, the Blood
Type Identification test was an established antibody blood test.
Hubby's blood type was:
A2, DCcEe, +DAT, S-, s+, K+k+, Fy a+, Fy b+, Jk a+, Jk b+, which
represented hubby's blood as "A" blood group with special antibodies from
the MNSs, Kell, Duffy, and Kidd groups.

Disease studies have been taking place for centuries. At the time of the older studies, pathogens such as bacteria, fungus, and mold were believed to cause disease. The new studies have eliminated the pathogen affects on the blood. Pathogens would often use the blood as a vehicle. By omitting, the pathogens present in the blood, the tissue damage and symptoms would vary, creating new diseases. When a new disease was discovered, the disease could be named after the doctor or scientist who made the discovery. Indeed a discoverer's feather (a prize), which would be a notable medical recognition.

Hubby's disease remained labeled autoimmune deficiency by the hematologist;
yet, it appeared as if the hematologist had quit looking for a new disease. The adding of chemicals would also have produced new disease strains. The four-year-old dream clearly presented hubby's health problem as Hodgkin's disease. The complications as to why the health problem was difficult to identify were now appearing, and extremely complicated, simply because of the withholding of antitumor antibiotics when a tumor was clearly seen!

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After the hematologist used blood transfusions, in place of antibiotics, her patient's (my husband) illness dramatically worsened. The blood was checked for special antibodies prior to transfusion, which caused me to believe that the withholding of antitumor/antiviral antibiotics created fatal diseases. The Michigan Medical Society had placed the odds of surviving fourth-stage Hodgkin's disease as "always fatal"; and it was said that the established 1983 Blood-Type-Identification test didn’t exist, because blood was not checked prior to transfusion. Also there was no Michigan attorney who had a doctor available to state that antitumor/antiviral antibiotics were deliberately being withheld. Therefore, Hubby’s inferior treatment would go unnoticed and unquestioned.

The month after Bill's March 1983 neck biopsy and the special antibody blood transfusions, an infection strong enough to disintegrate bones attacked his back. The hematologist prescribed muscle relaxers. Within a month the pain was back,
so the hematologist had Bill hospitalized for therapy.

At the hospital, Bill had what appeared as a compression fracture with an
infection disintegrating his spine, spots on his lungs, and enlarged lymph
nodes under one arm. Therefore, a second biopsy in May 1983 was
recommended. Again, the hematologist insisted that Bill's condition was not
Hodgkin's disease. I questioned the hematologist diagnosis. The
hematologist raised her arms and stretched them apart to show the mammoth
improbability, stating: "For this to be Hodgkin's disease, Bill would have
to have had so much chemotherapy and so much radiation that there's no
way he could be in this shape with the treatments he's had."



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If the disease was Hodgkin's, the hematologist's patient was in the fourth
stage and approximately one month from dying! So, I went home to call
the Henry Ford Hospital doctors who had recommended that hubby have
the March biopsy.

On May 24, 1983, I called the hematology department to find out what had
happened to Dr. McCutcheon's Castleman-Iverson's new disease diagnosis.
Dr. VenKat answered the phone. Dr. VenKat's reply was a question: "Are
you looking for litigation?"

There was a deadly health problem. I had felt that his remark was totally unnecessary, and certainly out-of-place. Again, my husband had gone into Crittenton Hospital on May 13, 1983. Bill had an enlarged lymph node under his right arm, spots on his lungs, and a compression fracture that was more than a fracture - with the fracture was an infection that was disintegrating his spine daily.

Dr. VenKat transferred me to Dr. VanSlyck, who was head of the Henry Ford
Hospital Hematology Department. Again, I explained that Bill had a
compression fracture and an infection that was moving down his spine daily.
Dr. VanSlyck informed that after the March 1, 1983 neck biopsy, Henry Ford's
laboratory diagnosed Bill's condition as Hodgkin's disease (mixed
cellularity). Apparently Dr. McCutcheon also sent tissue samples to Lukes
in California and Ann Arbor. After Dr. McCutcheon received the two reports
as benign, she condensed the reports into one letter to Dr. VanSlyck. The
doctor was not aware of any complications.

For Bill to go to Henry Ford now for treatment, they would have to do the
back biopsy before they could treat him.
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On May 25, 1983 at 8:40 a.m., Bill was wheeled to surgery. It took two
surgeons to perform what I was told was a "Laminectomy", while Bill was told
that it was a "Thoracotmy". Dr. Mitri opened the chest cavity to move the
lungs and other organs, while Dr. Shannon scrapped as much of the green moss
and abscess from the infected inside-back area. The spinal cord 5-6-7
thoracic area was infected with an abscess. The purpose was to drain the
abscess for biopsy and cultural purposes.

At 1:10 p.m. both doctors came to the waiting room. A section of rib was
removed and placed in the back where one vertebrae was so infected that moss
appearing deterioration had to be greatly scrapped away. The rib was placed
in the damaged area.

This was a chronic infection that had developed into the usual green
cancerous appearing tissue.
The May 25, 1983 biopsy was the following:
MICROSCOPIC:
Sections of specimens #2 and #3 stated to be taken from the paraspinal
mass consist mainly of fibrous tissue which is heavily infiltrated by
proliferating mononuclear cells, mainly lymphocytes but also plasma cells,
eosinophils and histiocytes. There are also a number of Reed-Sternberg
cells present; some of, which are quite typical while other, appear to be
variants. There are multiple foci of fibrosis and necrosis present.
Portions of bony spicules are also present on these sections.
End of Biopsy.



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I had received both the March 1983 and May 1983 biopsies from Dr. Mitri
who had appeared in the medical window scene for a short time. Therefore,
Dr. Mitri did not have a copy of hubby's 1977 gall bladder biopsy.
Meanwhile, my husband was in intensive care, and Dr. McCutcheon began
to explain her plan of medical action. Again the hematologist claimed that
she didn't believe hubby's condition was Hodgkin's disease, and wanted to
run more tests. The Michigan hematologist made it perfectly clear that the
medical client was at the mercy of the drug prescriber when it came to the
more effective antibiotic usage. The hematologist also made it clear that
she would leave her patient die because of improper treatment.

I snapped my reply, "As far as I'm concerned, you lied to Bill. When he
was given a choice of two hospitals, you said it didn't make any difference
which one he went to. The other hospital would have begun treatment months
ago, while staying with you means dying. You'll be running no more tests.
We'll be changing doctors and hospitals."

What do I call a medical lie? The withholding of antitumor/antiviral
antibiotics and saying that the inferior treatments were better. Michigan
hematologists and other blood specialists did check and use the checked
blood for transfusions. In 1983 the Blood Type Identification was an established blood test. Shortly after and until present, it was said that they did NOT check the blood. Again, it was obvious that a second lie was used to cover-up the first lie, which, to me, could be condensed to "The destruction of the United States antibiotic policies".



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Meanwhile, in 1983 when a patient was presented with distressing cancer
news, the hospital had a social worker assist the patient, spouse, and
family. The social worker made an introduction, and I showed her the Blood
Type Identification Card, asking, "What do each of these letters symbolize?
I'm wondering if an infection is causing one of the antibodies? I realize
that you may not know, but you would have an idea of who to ask."
The social worker felt that the Blood Type Identification Card was a
legitimate question. She went into the pathologist's office, and then returned
to me, saying, "I have just the man that you can speak with. If anyone can
explain this Blood Type card, he can." The social worker showed me to his
office door with the nameplate Dr. Ullmann and left. I entered.


Dr. Ullmann was an older gray-haired man with a foreign accent.
He was sitting at his desk. The head pathologist's office was neat and
attractively arranged with large bookcases. His desk sat to the right with
a dark vinyl sofa at the left. Dr. Ullmann motioned for me to come in and
have a seat on the sofa. The pathologist placed his hand to his forehead
whisking away the few dark strands among the gray that covered his temple.
He then moved his hand, pointing his fingers in my direction and saying,
"There is nothing wrong with this Blood Type. I would swear on my
reputation as to the creditability of everyone who works under me in the
lab. I know everyone here. I was one of the first people to walk into this
hospital. I came into the building before it was built." Dr. Ullmann
paused to look around the room, before continuing:


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"Matter of fact, I think I was sitting right here in this chair and the
walls went up around me. Y-e-e-s-s, I was he-r-r-e, sitting in this chair,
in this very spot when the hospital was built." The pathologist changed the
subject back to the Blood Type Identification. "I know all about this. I
teach. I have students. There is nothing wrong here." Dr. Ullmann then
placed his hand on the paper on which I had written my question.
I stood up, dashing to the pathologist's side. Looking over his shoulder
and pointing to the paper, I uttered, "Good, tell me about these letters
DCcEe."

The pathologist reached for a book on blood typing. Quickly he opened
it to a page pertaining to the Rh system, saying, "They mean nothing."
It was hard for me to read a page of words in half-a-minute. My patience
ran thin, as I blurted, "You said you taught. So teach! Use the big words.
They won't bite." I then pointed to the letter "D" asking, "That's the
Duffy system isn't it?"

"No," the pathologist shook his head, moving his finger to the Fy a+, Fy b+,
and replying, "This one is the Duffy." He then moved his finger to the
right and pointed to the Kidd system Jk a+, Jk b+, and continued, "I don't
know what that one is." Dr. Ullmann's hand moved to the left across the
list of antibodies, as if the only system he could recall was the Duffy and
the Rh that he had just explained.

Thus I shrugged my shoulders, saying, "I have to go. I'm supposed to be
upstairs with hubby. He's leaving by ambulance to Henry Ford Hospital in
Detroit."
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Meanwhile, the hematologist Dr. McCutcheon was with hubby telling him
good-bye. "Soon you'll be transferred to Henry Ford. When you get there,
they will stab you full of needles and poke holes all over your body. But,
in six months, you'll be all right. Oh, by the way, your wife is crazy!"


Meanwhile on May 29, 1983, I wrote a letter to Dr. VenKat who was from
India, stating that God gave me Blood Typing Identification A2DCcEe with a
Warm Auto-antibody special type: +DAT with antibodies from the MNSs, Kell,
Duffy, and Kidd blood groups. And I wish to know what every letter is. I
also would like a copy of every test in my husband's folder. Then I went on
and on, stating how good God was. And that the Lord would never hide the
Truth from those who seek. Dr. VenKat was a Hindu, so I thought that the
God thingy might get me copies of hubby's medical records...but it didn't!


My husband was not moved by ambulance to Henry Ford Hospital until late
afternoon June 9, 1983. On June 10, 1983, my husband and I placed two
chairs in-between the two hospital-beds that were in the room. Hubby wished
to sit up while chatting. Bill was not happy about the move. He began
telling me about the two ambulance people who carried him on the stretcher.
They went to one door and the hospital personnel wouldn't let them in. They
made the ambulance people go to another door for the patient's admission.





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Bill had undergone a very serious back surgery, so he didn't appreciate
being bounced around and left hanging in a stretcher, and left dangling
lopsided on the hospital entrance stairs. Finally the hospital personnel
let the ambulance people in and had Bill placed on a hospital bed. Two
hematologists entered his room. Both hematologists stood with their arms
folded, staring at hubby like he was Jesus Christ. They were waiting for
Bill to snap his fingers, become immaculately cured, get up, and walk out
the door. There was no miracle. Bill did nothing but lay there.

As Bill finished telling me about the two hematologists, one of them entered
the room. It was Dr. VenKat. The hematologist walked passed us to the far
end of the room. He stood by the windows, saying: "I was going to send you
copies of your husband's test, but when I found out that he was coming here,
I decided to wait."

"That's alright," I replied, "I'm in no rush."

Dr. VenKat looked at me and then at hubby, saying: "I take it that he takes
this seriously!"

I was speechless that a Doctor who knew that blood transfusions were used to
treat a neck tumor when antitumor/antiviral antibiotics were available said
that. Thus I blurted, "Yeah! He takes it like a patient who just received
poison for medicine!"



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The hematologist moved to another state. No medical records were ever sent by either the doctor or the hospital, but scads of 1983 medical bills were received. I truly believed that every Henry Ford Hospital hematologist knew that antitumor/antiviral antibiotics were being withheld.

I considered it strange that Ann’s Invisible Medical Book described and identified Hodgkin’s disease on March 1, 1979; yet, a hematologist could not identify the health problem when an infection was disintegrating bones four years later.
I had always wished for a copy of my husband's 1977 gall bladder surgery
report. After unsuccessfully trying to receive a copy from Dr. Spiering in
1979, I had taken several steps trying elsewhere. Unfortunately, a paid-for product was not a required received product. The insurance company, like Medicare, did NOT request copies of what they were paying for!

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