Note: “Nová Regena” is a Czech publication (magazine/newsletter) that has featured content related to MMS (Miracle Mineral Solution/Supplement) and CDS (Chlorine Dioxide Solution).

Dear and beloved reader of Nova Regena,

I would like to share with you the story of my father and his fight with cancer. Therefore, I have decided, with his consent, to write everything what could help people suffering from this serious illness.

I am a 33-year-old mother of a 3-year-old little girl. I am also a wife and am perhaps living as every woman taking care of a small child and household. Obviously, I am also a classic prototype of the daughter loving her father completely blindly and for the whole life. He was whole my childhood and nearly all my memories are connected with my dad. As a completely little girl I called him ‘tatty’. It was always great fun with him, he always fulfilled everything he had promised, he always showed me the correct way, he had the patience of a saint with me and I am sure that he has brought me up well.

First of all, I would like to inform you of my dad’s health.

When he was 33 years old, he had a serious stroke after which the left half of his body became partially paralysed. I was born a couple of months afterwards. He was with me all the time and we also learnt to walk together. Approximately in six years he started working again. In xxxx he started getting the full disability pension and a year afterwards he had again a stroke, even if a weaker one, but it tormented him a little. However, he has been living with his partial paralysis since 1977 up to now.

For the last time (before I learnt that he suffers from cancer) I saw him in August 2010. He did not seem to me all right. When we were leaving him, I said to my husband that I did not like my father, that he seemed to me yellowish and swollen, that – in brief – he was at death’s door. I do not exaggerate, I really saw and felt it in this way.

On 3 November 2010 in the afternoon, my aunt – my father’s sister living with him in one house – called me and told me that he was in a very bad condition. She told me that he did not want to tell me anything in order not to worry me, but now he is already frightened. She told me that he suffered from the large intestine cancer, that it looked very bad. On the following day, I called immediately the Lužická hospital in Rumburk town in order to find out more. His attending doctor was Ms Dr. Kulhava. She told me everything she could. The most important information was that my dad’s large intestine was closing due to a tumour and there was a danger of his quick and painful dying due to vomiting his stool and subsequently also total poisoning. Then I called my dad immediately who was psychically down and out. He put a brave face on it and told me that he resigned himself to everything, but yet I know him and could tell that he was afraid like a little boy, that he did not want to die yet. I promised him to take care of him, that I would not leave him in it, that I would help him, that yet there was a chance of some treatment that can be effective.

On the following day, I arranged the hospitalization in the Central Military Hospital Stresovice, (Prague) for him. Hereby I would also like to thank very much to my sister-in-law, Michaela, who helped and advised me whom to contact. I would also like to thank very much to Colonel Prof. Dr. Miroslav Ryska, CSc. who found a very early date for my dad’s surgery that was finally performed excellently and my father recovered quickly after it.

When we took my dad home before his surgery, he was skinny, without life. I saw a broken man about whom I thought as a child that he is immortal, that he will be here for ever, that he has the biggest strength in the world. Yet I could have already known at my age that it is not true, so why I was so surprised? However, I had to be strong, strong for him, so that he could cope with everything better and get the support from me. Nobody knew that I had spent the whole nights crying and could not sleep. I feared so much for him!
At that time I still knew very little about MMS. I knew it nearly only from hearsay. Otherwise I was convincing my father to undergo chemotherapy, that I would arrange everything for him, that I would help him, that I would be with him all the time. However, the surgery has changed everything…….

On 18 November 2010, I arrived to the hospital in the late afternoon. My dad was in the high-dependency unit, he did not wake up from anaesthesia yet. I was looking at him, tears were trickling down my face, he looked like a baby. He was covered up to his neck, he looked so tiny on that bed… His mouth was opened, all these hoses of various sizes in him…… he was sleeping like an innocent baby. The world has turned round. I am already for him here, now I will take care, I say to myself… I stroked him and left to see his doctor. He did not know anything. He told me what a garden-gnome would also understand. So I left for home. At 6:00 p.m. my dad called me that he had woken up. I told him that I had seen him, that I had been there, that we had only missed each other. He was very glad that he had survived it and he thought perhaps that he had to call me and say it to me, that I did not perhaps call the whole day to the hospital, every ten minutes ?. When I came to visit him on the following day, he looked as if somebody had tortured him. He was in great pain, but unfortunately it could be expected after such a surgery. Fortunately, I caught the doctor assisting during his surgery (Dr. Pantoflicek), for which I was glad very much. However, what he told me was not optimistic at all. The tumour was too big, they removed as much as possible of it, one could make perhaps even a ball from that. He had multiple liver metastases. The reply to my question how long my dad would live was crushing – from 6 weeks to 2 months, with chemotherapy circa a half of year.

A half of year with chemotherapy? To suffer, vomit, not to live in any respect at least little worthwhile life and a half of year???? So this is not the correct way, that I understood immediately. However, I have never given up, and that characteristic I have inherited just from my father. So I told him in the hospital that I knew about a certain preparation that could be perhaps efficient also against his illness. Meantime, I had found out more information about MMS, and before my dad was discharged from the hospital I had MMS prepared at home.

On 28 November 2010, my father took MMS for the first time. He started with one drop every two hours. It lasted for the whole week. The following week he took one drop every hour. The following week he took by one drop more, then again by one drop more, until he reached the protocol 2000 (10 hours per day 3 drops of MMS1 and 4 times per day one capsule of MMS2). He stayed there for the whole week, however, it was not possible for a longer time. He had nausea, his whole body was burning, he stayed in bed and my aunt called me that it was perhaps his end. So I went there with my husband. My dad looked really terrible. He was still skinny, tired, dead beat. However, I noticed a certain change. He had a peachy complexion. Yes, exactly such. In this respect he looked ‘healthy’. I wanted to please him, so I said it to him. We discussed how to continue further. The way with MMS was not easy at all, my dad often hesitated. Preparing it every hour sometimes oppressed him psychically. Therefore, we started to prepare a daily dose in a bottle and divide it into ten portions. I also gave him good pineapple juice with which he diluted the solution, and it became easier immediately. It was very important that I suggested him the feeling that MMS is his ally, that they are fighting together against a big monster. And as my dad is a very upright man and is sometimes very outspoken, I knew that also in this case it would be necessary to choose really fitting shouts before taking MMS. I cannot perhaps specify it, it was really vulgar very much, but why, how it helped!!! Therefore, I would recommend to everybody strongly not to ‘caress’ cancer. Swear at it very rudely, if you can, it has an unbelievably beneficial effect on the mind!

The time passed and my dad found his way and dosing that suited him. For a long time he was taking one drop of MMS1 every hour, ten times per day, plus a quarter of capsule of MMS2 four times per day. He tried to eat as healthy as possible and reduced smoking as much as his habit allowed him.
At the end of March, we were both already curious whether MMS helped him and in what manner. Therefore, I agreed with his general practitioner, the doctor Dr. Lacinova to whom I also have to thank very much for her willingness and care of my dad, upon the blood tests with focus on the oncomarker level. I called her in order to find out the results on 1 April 2011 and nearly had haemorrhage ?

His liver was negative, oncomarkers proving the large intestine cancer were negative. The doctor was silent for a while, she did not perheps believe it herself. Then she repeated again and again that it looked good, very good, that it looked really perfect.

Then I made a lot of phone calls quickly, the first person who learnt it was just my friend who had introduced MMS to us and helped us so much. Thank you, Pavel, very much! Then I called my dad immediately and he was afraid as it was the All Fools’ Day. But yet it is no joking matter. My surprised aunt called me back if it was true, I assured her that yes, that they can celebrate. I wanted very much to shout it from the rooftops how powerful medicine exists here, what it can do. I called perhaps all people from my address book that my dad had overcome cancer without chemotherapy and any other available methods and medicines.

However, in a couple of days another apprehension appeared. What was actually my father’s blood count before? We found out that we maybe rejoiced prematurely, as the level of oncomarkers from which the large intestine cancer can be determined was within standards also before his surgery, even if higher than after MMS, but the difference was very small. I immersed myself in all various information on the Internet, I called to the hospitals where my dad was hospitalized to receive various information. We needed the test for another type of oncomarker that must be conducted together with the test for the large intestine. During the following week they conducted some sampling for my dad. And now we already know the result.
In order you can understand it better, here is a small explanation. I do not provide any units, they are not important in this respect. I am describing it as a layman so that every person could imagine it.

The oncomarker proving the large intestinge cancer has the name C 19-9. Before his surgery, my dad had the level of 22.6. A healthy person can have the level up to 37. After the surgery and taking MMS, the level decreased to 22.34. As you can conclude yourselves, nothing what would predicate of his recovery.
The other onkomarker that should be measured at the same time with C19-9 has the name CA125. My dad had an increased level of it, the value was 49.6. The normal values are up to 35. And today? My dad’s current value is 14!!!

In addition, bilirubin that had the value of 4444 and often predicates of a bad function of the liver, in my dad’s case of multiple liver metastases (as I wrote that he was yellow everywhere – an increased bilirubin causes yellow skin), now he has the level of 8.4. The normal values are up to 24.
The whole blood count is negative, my dad is only missing a little of potassium, nothing that could not be resolved with a glass of fruit juice every day. We have already bought a juicer ?.

I am happy that I have my dad back, that he feels good and that it is again fun with him. We call to each other every day, we both already know that we must not lose a single day when we can exchange a few words. I love you, ‘tatty’, and I am proud of you that you have beaten that monster. I already think again that you are the strongest man in the world!

Finally, we have prepared a short interview for you, it will perhaps help you in many decisions and believing in MMS. Not only me, Dominika Waloszkova, but also my brave dad, Oldrich Kaspar, wish you good luck and especially health.

Was it a difficult decision for you to take MMS?

It was not a difficult decision for me. Anyway, I would not undergo chemotherapy as due to chemotherapy all my friends are dead and buried.

How did you endure it at the beginning?

At the beginning I endured MMS well. However, as I started increasing my doses, it became worse. At the moment when I reached the protocol 2000 and stayed there for the whole week, I was really feeling bad. I decreased my doses so that they would suit me. I have got used to it over time.

How did your food look like?

I ate really modestly. Vegetable, fruit, yoghurts, cheese, breads and rolls. Nearly any meat. I tried to eat as healthily and possible. At the beginning I had the appetite, for example, for streaky bacon and sausages. Gradually I have broken away from this habit and today I do not even miss it.

Did you feel any physical change after a certain time of the MMS treatment?

For me, MMS is a really miracle, I am not afraid of calling it like this. Every day I go walking, which did not crossed my mind before. I feel very well. If the weather permits, I spend the whole day outside.

Is it demanding to keep discipline and take MMS every hour?

I would say not. But I have to admit that at a certain moment it started upsetting me little, but a person can really get used to everything. I said to myself all the time: ‘MMS is my friend and we together will destroy that monster – cancer’. At Christmas I also received from you, Dominica, a small angel that I have hung in the window and never taken it from there. I chatted with him several times per day.

How did you cope with nausea and did anything help you against it?

It was often very unpleasant, but I am sure that it cannot be compared with nausea and undesirable effects after chemotherapy. It encouraged me and knowing that I could bear nausea better. I have never left out any dose, I only perhaps decreased it. I had always black coffee prepared. A couple of sips were enough and nausea was over. It helped especially after the MMS2 tablets.

How do you feel now?

Today I feel as a healthy person. I do all works, I only avoid great stress. I view everything from a completely different perspective as before. I have a much greater regard for life. I have three grandchildren and it also makes me happy.

What did the information mean for you that your blood count is all right?

It was a shock for me. I learnt it on the All Fools’ Day, so I hesitated a little bit (laughing). Than I only thanked to God for beeing lucky to take MMS. Of course, I have to thank to Jim Humble very much, and also to my daughter and son-in-law. And to my sister who took care of me with love, my niece and also Mr Pavel who always met with my daughter willingly and advised and helped us with MMS.

Will you continue with taking MMS?

I will certainly continue with taking it! I am convinced very much that it is a great medicine. Recently many people have asked me what I was taking and many of them would also try it. Only doctors talk them out of doing that. But I say that everybody can dispose of his health as he wants. Therefore, I took advantage of this free choice and do not regret anything.

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MMS cured my mums recurring intra-abdominal sepsis after the hospital sent her home to die because a year of IV antibiotics and numerous operations failed. The sepsis was caused by cancer and we could also literally see her tumors shrinking daily. She never took more than 3 drops an hour and there were zero side effects. Its used as a water purifier and also used to store blood for transfusions and in the food industry to clean meat, they only started making it out to be ‘so toxic’ as soon as people started using it to cure their own illness without the need for expensive drugs.

About eight years ago, I was out of town at a funeral.  After eating food and visiting with long missed relatives, i went back to my hotel room, took my dog out for quick potty break and back to my room.  Shortly thereafter, I felt I had a very high temperature and could not breath.  I have asthma,  COPD and cancer so I am vulnerable to lung infections.  This is no exaggeration, it came on  so fast and so hard that I could not get help.

If I had tried to walk into hallway, I probably would have collapsed.  It was very scary as I had never had breathing issues come on so fast and be so dire.  I remembered that I had MMS in my luggage as I had brought it to share with someone else.  I had just learned of people finding it more successful if they used it every hour so I tried one or two activated drops (can’t remember which) each hour.  After the third hour dosage, the fever broke and I could breath well enough to not feel I would die.  After taking for couple days, I was fine.

My daughter also got sick and got an antibiotic (Z-pak I believe),  It didn’t do a thing for her so she got another.  She ended up being sick for weeks which tells me whatever it was, it was probably viral. Just to be more clear about how fast it came on, I live in driving distance to this funeral and had been also there the weekend before when people were starting to get sick and that is when I think I must have contracted the virus.

I have now been telling many family and friends this story in light of the Covid-19 situation.  I always travel with it now.  I am grateful to people like Jim Humble who step ‘out of the box’ to find better and safer ways to help people.

Thank you Jim! My family still makes and takes your 28%. We will not change.

So far 3 of my family members went to the doctors and their machines said the cancers are completely gone. What a blessing you have given.

Cancer behind my mom’s eyes — Gone.

Lymph node cancer under the armpits of my mom — Gone.

Lung cancer of my ex-wife — Gone.

My cousin’s father-in-law was bedridden and doctor gave him a month to live. He took MMS and now is hiking trails and up small mountains.

We administered it according to Jim’s protocols.

We used the doctors in that we went through the process of the doctors all along waiting for the scans to tell us what we knew, but needed clinical proof that it was gone.

Doctors don’t understand what happened. We just say, “We changed their diet.”

— DM

Dear Jim,

You remember the case of my dad, which I write to you a while ago.

In his surgery for colon obstruction, the doctors found massive tumor grown through surrounding organs. They removed it but most his liver badly damaged.

The surgeon not give him a good prognosis. He said if my dad took chemotherapy, he might live 6 months and with no chemotherapy, just six, eight weeks.

In December 2010, my dad decided to taking MMS and no chemotherapy.

He started Protocol 2000. One drop of MMS1 every hour 10 hours a day and MMS2 capsule 4 times a day. The capsules just two thirds full. If he felt nauseous after third capsule, he didn’t take number four.

Now he is still with us two months later and managing very well. Full of energy, planning his life, going for walks nearly most days.

Today my daughter phoned me crying, she is so happy. She took my dad for tests when she found doctor to order them. My dad’s doctors refused to treat him when he refused chemotherapy.

Tumor markers – zero
Liver – completely clean, without any damage

He does not have cancer any more!

I cried on the phone with my daughter and now I’m sending you a really, really big thank you! You saved her granddaddy and my dad!

We have all documentation and have it translated in English and send it.

Jim, thank you!

John W, Czech Republic

I am taking the liberty of writing to you all because I would like to provide a testimonial.

Our Jack Russell dog, Jacky (celebrating her 14th birthday in three months—she comes from a shelter and has lived with us for about 3.5 years), was diagnosed with a change three years ago by our vet at the time during a routine dental cleaning and a small procedure on her upper jaw. A tissue sample was taken and sent to the laboratory. The lab results confirmed the vet’s suspicion of malignant cancer.

The laboratory findings stated that the cancer was already advanced, meaning it was no longer in the early stages, and the laboratory advised us to have a PARTIAL CIEFERAL AMPUTATION carried out in a veterinary clinic as soon as possible. Our vet said that the operation could not guarantee that all the cancer cells would be removed. However, we needed to decide quickly, as time was pressing due to the rapid spread of cancer. My husband and I were stunned.

During a sleepless night and after extensive internet research, I found Mr. Bollrath online. We then went to Mr. Bollrath in Oberammergau with the vet’s x-ray and the lab results. After reviewing the findings, Mr. Bollrath said that Jacky’s condition didn’t look good and that he couldn’t promise us anything. That was the first time I heard the term “chlorine dioxide” in my life. After a detailed consultation, we were provided with documents to read, literature, etc.

We then embarked on treatment with chlorine dioxide and DMSO. Mr. Bollrath also prescribed some other remedies for Jacky.

To be honest, at that point, it felt like a choice between plague and cholera for me:

I thought to myself: the operation probably wouldn’t do much good if they didn’t remove all the cancer cells, and above all, Jacky would only have half a jaw left after the amputation. And if chlorine dioxide really was as dangerous as described on the internet (because the internet makes terrible statements about this), yes, that was the risk we were taking (or so I thought).

I was wrong because:

We followed Mr. Bollrath’s instructions exactly, treating Jacky for three months. Since chlorine dioxide was also added to her drinking water, our second dog, Nonno, also drank from it because you can’t tell a dog not to drink from one bowl but to use another. I was anxious and waited every day for “side effects” from the chlorine dioxide and prayed that everything would go well and that healing would occur. We wanted the best for Jacky.

What happened? No horrible side effects, but:

Jacky and Nonno—who had also been drinking it—were as happy as larks, as if they had both fallen into a fountain of youth; both developed a beautiful coat and clearly came alive.

We visited Mr. Bollrath for a check-up during these three months AND went to the vet for a check-up after three months.

The check-up by the vet revealed: the cancer was no longer present after three months.

The vet could hardly believe it (and neither could we); he was speechless when I told him about the chlorine dioxide. “Speechless” is to be taken literally here.

That was three years ago.

Since then, we have had her jaw checked by the vet repeatedly: Always WITHOUT FINDINGS.

Last year, a complete skull and jaw x-ray was done (I wanted to have this done once for my peace of mind): WITHOUT FINDINGS.

About two weeks ago, a lung x-ray was taken due to other complaints: NO CANCER FINDINGS. This finding revealed some fluid in the lungs. Jacky is therefore currently being treated by Mr. Bollrath.

THAT is our story and experience with chlorine dioxide. I am convinced that if we had opted for the partial jaw amputation, our Jacky would no longer be alive today.

So Jacky has been cured of cancer, is still cancer-free after three years AND she retains her complete jaw!

Jim Humble IS A SAINT.

In 2005, my 8-year-old son was diagnosed with cancer. I scoured the internet like any good father would do and found Jim. I emailed him. He emailed me back. He walked me through how to cure my son of cancer, and I followed through. He didn’t charge me a dime. It worked. MMS cured my son of cancer.

My son is 22 now and doing fantastic, thanks to this manifestation of God himself, Jim Humble.

And yes, he’s right about the spiritual aspect too. ‘You are that which man calls God.’ – Abraham Hicks