Surviving "Terminal " Cancer: My own father was a surgeon and I was told that I had "terminal" cancer and I would be lucky to survive another six months. That was 44 years ago. This book explains how I think I beat the odds.

My own father was a surgeon and told me when I was seventeen years old that I had "terminal" cancer and that I probably had less than six months to live. I'm sixty-one years old today. When you are told that you are going to die it can be very frightening but it doesn't have to be. I discovered a path that has not only kept me alive for 44 years since my diagnosis but that has also guided me to wealth and prosperity beyond my wildest dreams. I have a beautiful home, cottage, vehicles and to...