Her Life Was At Stake
A doctor told my friend Jude (not her real name) that she had a lump in her LEFT breast, and it had to be cut out as soon as possible.
“Give me some time to think it over,” she said.
“You don’t have time to think it over! Your life is at stake!” scolded the doctor.
Jude’s husband backed up the doctor.
She phoned me, and I suggested seeing Adano Ley before she did something she’d regret.
Jude lived in Huntington Beach and Adano’s clinic was in Houston.
“Will you go with me?” she asked.
I reluctantly agreed, and my supervisor at Infrared Industries in Carpinteria wasn’t keen on my taking a week off work.
Jude and I drove to Houston in her Mercedes.
“You’re going back to school?” Adano asked her.
“Yes,” said Jude.
“Does one of your teachers remind you of your first husband?”
“Yes, very much so. Same color hair too. He looks like the father of my twins.”
Adano asked her to lie down on his therapy table.
Adano worked on Jude’s ears and feet.
Suddenly he pinched her left breast.
“If I have cancer, that could spread it!” Jude protested and jumped off the table.
She quickly left, driving to Port Neches, leaving me behind.
“Does she have cancer?” I asked Adano at the dinner table.
“No,” he said. “Her lump was smaller after I worked on her. Cancers don’t shrink.”
I flew back to California.
Infrared Industries withheld my raise because of my week off, so I quit.
Jude visited Adano again on the return drive to California.
I don’t know the details.
Jude went to another doctor for a second opinion after returning to Huntington Beach.
He gave her a local anesthetic, cut the lump out, and said, “Go home.”
That was in 1976. Jude is still alive and thriving in Rancho Cucamonga, California.