One of the most dramatic examples of the power of the Unconscious is given in the book The Psychobiology of Mind/Body Healing, where Ernest Rossi writes about a case that was reported
in the Journal of The American Medical Association. Mr. Right was a lung cancer patient in the ’50s, when the drug Krebiozen was introduced.
He had had cancer for quite some time, and was convinced that somewhere along the way, there would be a drug that would cure him and he would finally be healed. He was on oxygen and had less than three months to live, in the opinion of his doctors. Krebiozen was announced and Mr. Right’s hospital was given the authorization to use Krebiozen in the first round of testing. The
doctor decided to use Mr. Right as one of his test patients, even though he didn’t quite meet the criteria of being able to participate in the test. Mr. Right was given Krebiozen on a Friday for the first
time. His doctor left for the weekend, leaving instructions with the nurses to administer Krebiozen till Monday.
When he came back on Monday, the doctor was amazed to find Mr. Right out of his bed and walking around the cancer ward telling all the other patients the wonders of Krebiozen. Understandably excited, the doctor examined Mr. Right immediately and found remarkable improvements. Then he hurried to examine the other patients in the ward who had also received
Krebiozen. With the other patients, he found no change.
Mr. Right’s injections continued. After a month or two, he was well enough to leave the hospital. He returned to his hobby of flying his private plane, which was not equipped with a pressurization system. Because of the fact that Mr. Right was flying at 12,000 feet, his doctor judged that his lung cancer was cured.
After Mr. Right had been flying and continuing his regular injections for about three months, a newspaper article appeared, claiming that Krebiozen was not as effective as had originally been
thought. Mr. Right called the hospital in a panic and asked his doctor, “What’s going on here?” His doctor said, “I don’t know. I’ll have to call the makers of Krebiozen and find out.” Within a week
Mr. Right’s tumors had reformed and he was back in the hospital on oxygen once again.
Then his doctor thought, “I’m going to try something which under normal circumstances I would never try.” He told Mr. Right that he had obtained a supply of new, improved Krebiozen, that the old
Krebiozen hadn’t worked because of a short shelf life. And he began to give Mr. Right injections of distilled water. As he did that, Mr. Right’s tumors melted like a snowball on a hot stove. Within a
month he was out of the hospital and back flying his private plane.