Alternative Medicine

Quackery and Preying on Vulnerable People

My kitty cat has a cancerous tumor.  I am still at the crying and terror stage. I am making an appointment with a kitty oncologist to learn realistic prognosis, treatment options, and expense for any reasonable treatment options for a reasonably good prognosis. I am upset and afraid and I am about to have to make tough decisions about the kitty that has been with me long enough to qualify as a common law marriage.   I made a post about this on Facebook because I wanted love and attention. All good so far, then one of those FB aquaintances that I sort of know, at least well enough to know that she has a side business hawking CBD oil, informs me that

CBD oil is said to kill cancer. I have a friend who even used some of our oil to get rid of a tumor that had been growing on her skin for a year or so. It just fell off after a week of applying. Cannot tell you the miraculous results it’s having for so many friends and family and their pets!!


No.  Don’t do this, don’t ever do this. Claiming miracle cures for terminal illnesses is incredibly cruel and unethical. If supplements were regulated by the FDA here in the US it would also be prohibited by law to say that it could cure cancer. At one point direct to consumer genetic testing kits like 23andme got into trouble with the FDA for claiming to be able to detect diseases without providing data to back up that claim.  What’s the harm? False hope.  Spending time and money on bullshit instead of spending the emotional time to prepare for loss and the money for real medicine.  Taking advantage of scared and hurting people to sell them useless things is despicable.


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Elizabeth is a professional belly dancer, a flaky computer scientist, and a returned Peace Corps volunteer. She lives in Georgia (the state of the U.S., not the country) but is nonetheless somehow not a combination of stereotypes from Gone with the Wind and Deliverance. Her personal blog is Coffeefied. Operafied. Fluffified. Beglittered.

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