RSO

(Cannabis advocate and businessman Patrick Duff is cancer-free after using Rick Simpson Oil (RSO) instead of chemotherapy. He recounted his story to Heady NJ.)

Last year I went in for a colonoscopy on July 28th to find the best treatment options for my diverticulitis.

I’ve been dealing with stomach issues for years and had to be hospitalized for flare-ups. I weighed 225 pounds at the beginning of the year, but I had lost over 50 pounds by July. When I saw my GI doctor, he said I’d have to learn to live with it.

“Live like this? I am dying!” I said. He ordered a colonoscopy.

When you have a colonoscopy, someone must drive you home. Both my mother and father came with me but had to wait in the car due to COVID.

While they wheeled me in, I let them know that I had a beautiful wife and son I needed to see again, “So please make sure I wake up.”

When my eyes opened, the doctor looked concerned. I jokingly said to her, “Was it really that bad up there?”

“I’m so sorry, but you have cancer,” she replied.

The tumor was so massive she didn’t need a biopsy to know it was cancer.

The world stopped. Even though I was lying down, I felt like I was sinking into the earth. A piece of my soul broke off and was forever trapped in that moment. I felt like I had been found guilty of a crime and had been sentenced to death.

Telling my parents was intense. I sobbed like a child. My mother held my hand and promised to be with me the whole time, no matter what. We discussed plans for my funeral. I told her I wanted Somewhere Over the Rainbow by Izzy played.

I’m only 45.

A week later, I had a 9.875-inch tumor and half my colon removed. The tumor was perforated, meaning leaking. One of the doctors commented on how remarkable my tumor was. They couldn’t figure out how I wasn’t dead already.

I let them know that I smoke copious amounts of cannabis which could be the reason.

Treating Cancer with RSO

I went home from the hospital five days after surgery with pain medications which didn’t help and constipated me. The last thing a person who has a colon resection wants is to be constipated. It was years that I couldn’t properly go to the bathroom. I wanted to try out my new exhaust, but the painkillers wouldn’t let me.

Luckily, I have very good friends in the cannabis industry. One of them had already shipped me 60 grams of Rick Simpson Oil (RSO) that arrived the day I got home.

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Shortly after, I took about a quarter of a gram and ate it. My back and stomach hurt like hell, and I was extremely constipated. Roughly 30 minutes later, I noticed the pain subsiding. I turned to my mom and said, “I feel like I need to poop.”

Fifteen minutes later, I had my first proper poop in several years.

That week I had to visit the oncologist to hear my diagnosis of extremely high-risk stage 2 cancer. He suggested I start chemotherapy immediately since the tumor was leaking. He said microscopic particles of cancer could be floating around, which was the only choice I had.

I declined and let him know that I would be using RSO instead. He was adamant I was making a big mistake.

The suggested cycle of RSO is to consume 60 grams in 90 days. Considering what I had, I did 60 grams in 60 days. I was very tired at first, but I needed sleep. At first, I would consume .25 grams four times a day. Fifteen days in, I could eat the whole gram at night.

After trial and error, I developed a system where I could inject the very sticky RSO syringes into capsules to make them easier to consume.

My oncologist doctor agreed to monitor me even though I wasn’t doing chemo. He promised to document my cannabis treatment outcome, but I wanted a second opinion.

I told a second doctor at the University of Pennsylvania hospital I wouldn’t do the chemo and instead use RSO. He scolded me like a child and refused to monitor me if I chose not to do chemo. I stayed with the first oncologist.

I was frequently monitored with blood tests to check on my Carcinoembryonic Antigen (CEA) levels and white/red blood counts. Each time it showed no signs of cancer returning. At the six-month marker, I had to get another colonoscopy, CT scan, and blood test.

When the colonoscopy doctor saw me, she told me how great I looked.

“You didn’t do chemo, did you?” she asked.

When she told me I had cancer, I let her know that I had a playbook ready and would be using RSO, which she had never heard of.

Three weeks ago, I met with my oncologist to hear the results of my tests. When I first met with him, I was 160 pounds and frail. On that, I weighed 193 lbs.

He said all my tests were clear, with no signs of the cancer returning, and at this point, I was CANCER FREE!

“Mr. Duff, you’re going to end up in a medical journal. By all scientific measures, you should be dead,” he said.

I feel like the ward called, and I’m allowed out of jail.

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