The Lab Coat is magical. It imbues the wearer with authority far above that of mere humans. Nothing says “Trust me!” better than a Doctor in a Lab Coat.

Two weeks ago, I had my “3-month” PSA test. Unlike the previous ones, it came back positive, at 0.2. It looked like a sure sign of impending doom. I had to wait a week to discuss it with my urologist, but my mind would not wait to start projecting what it meant. Did it mean my “alternative treatments” were not working? Must I go back on the hormone suppressant “Lupron,” only to find that it, too, no longer killed the cancer? Dark clouds gathered. I was slipping back into “allopathic” thinking. “Trust me!” said my first urologist, and my second, and I rejected their dire predictions when the alternatives were working for me. No more Lupron, I said — we got this.

“We” being my wife Marcia, my friends and colleagues Scott, Nick, KarmaDoc, and the authors of dozens of articles about nutrition, anti-parasiticals, and alternate treatments for cancer.

Had we all been wrong? Did I now face the inevitable death that my previous urologist predicted would happen in a few short years?

OR — was I myself falling back under the influence of those magical white coats, the spell that keeps us unable to fight the mystical power of the Allopaths? Did I really believe, once again, that “the end was near?”

It took me a few more days to calm down after seeing the urologist on the 25th of April (2025.) He said the change from undetectable to 0.2 PSA was significant and we should not ignore it. He is ordering a new kind of PET scan called a “PSMA” which I will have soon. I’ll see him for follow up on May 12, 2025 after having the test.

In the meantime, I’m “doubling down” on my alternative meds. Adding Selenium and more Turmeric, which may help restore my P 53 gene — which regulates tumor growth. Doubling my Fenben and IVM, and taking a lot more “vapes” of AllicinV per day. Scott Perez of AllicinV says actually to do 20, which I’ll try. My whole support team has been great, assuring me that the alternatives are working, but perhaps I didn’t do enough, or slipped for too long in not taking them from time to time. Discipline!

It’s still a mix. Can I believe that stage 4 cancer can be kept in remission, or perhaps kept in such a slow growth pattern that it never threatens my life?

I am optimistic. I am casting off the spell. Lab Coat Fever? Not me.

John