But now it hit me. And I knew how easy it was to make the wrong decision.Of course I should tell her my stand on this but not right now in this instan... when she was so vulnerable. I noticed I was thinking it over for to long. She was squirming on the floor. She wanted to lift her head. Probably checking whether I was still online. Then I came up with the answer."I have never given you a deadline, my dear Trapped."I hit send and from her reaction I noticed she had heard the signal. She lifted. As a result east and west dollar camp grounds were ours again this week. we were about 4 miles from another island with straight cliffs on our east shore. perfect tranquility as we were as alone as one could get , except for the passing boat that was looking for a place to park and swim for the day. The east island had a small dock that we removed from the water as soon as we arrived, it was the only place to beach a large boat. we preferred not to have company sneak up at night. We were. 'We will have to find another way' I mused, 'do you have more of that stuff?''Yes I always keep some in stock' the MD laughed producing a vial containing a pale yellow fluid.'Where do you get this stuff?' I asked out of curiosity.'From a Sadhu (Holyman) I met on one of my tours many years ago. He makes it himself out of herbs etc. and sells it very dear. Sorry I can't divulge more it is a secret' MD replied winking at me.'No sweat sir I was just curious. I suggest that you schedule a Board. I had envisioned the cancer as a mass of cells I could probably hold in my hands, not the buckets of sludge that oozed out of his mouth. Maybe something was mixed in with it to wrest it away from the body. I wouldn't be surprised if all the waste products that would normally be shit or pissed out were a part of it.I mentioned that I was curious how the body grew if it wasn't taking in any nourishment; that it would take a lot of energy to grow the way it did and Bev answered, "Simple. The sand.