To whom it may concern, When I was 12 or so (31 now), I had a neighbor who had to have something removed from her arm. What it was or how she got it were not that important to me at the time. I just remember the long row of stitches and later the scar. For a few months after she would wince when someone would cause the slightest breeze around her arm. That was my only experience with cancer until a month or so ago. I had a mole on the back of my shoulder that started to get my attention. At first it was just a little tender, carrying a box and opening a door or something with my shoulder and it would feel like a bruise that I had bumped or something. Then it began to look like a place where there was an ingrown hair, red and started to swell a bit. Big tough guy that I like to think I am, I tried to ignore it. It then got to where I couldn't sleep on that side of my body because of the tenderness of it. I showed a buddy and he said I should go to the doctor immediately. Now any normal person would, and I do realize you recommend it, but a guy who can count the number of times he has been to the doctor on one hand wouldn't. First of all, I could not afford to pay. I have an ok job and a half decent house but that's it and no health insurance. I would need my parents help with the bill. Secondly, and arguably more important, I could not let dear ol' mom know I had a tattoo which was within 3 inches of the mole. She would keel over instantly and I would rather she leave this earth happily. So I was stuck not knowing what to do. The pain was getting to the point where if I stretched to reach something my shirt would apply pressure and it would bother me. I mentioned it to a friend who used to work at a hospital and asked him about the procedure for cutting it out what I was in store for if I could scrape up the money. He mentioned Cansema. He told me he was at a surf contest in Cocoa Beach where some guy was showing pictures of his head before and after Cansema. The guy had a bunch of pictures "that didn't look doctored". I thought it was a scam but he said we might as well try it since he had something on his hand that bothered him. Couldn't hurt I guess. So he ordered and it showed up on Friday. I work in Melbourne with him and stay at his place during the week, but have a house/girlfriend in Orlando where I stay on the weekends. So we decided that Monday would be the test day. Monday after work he put Cansema on his hand and covered it with saran wrap and went to bed. I took a shower and put it on my shoulder covering the mole and the place around it that was tender and raised up. I did other bathroom stuff like shave brush my teeth etc...and half way through shaving I started to notice it was tingling a tiny bit. I couldn't really tell if it was just having something on there or what though. So I covered it and went to bed trying to stay off of it. I woke many times during the night from the stinging. It was not a "hurting" pain but more of an annoying one (kind of like getting a tattoo). After about 15 hours I wiped it off and could see a tiny dark patch in the center. I thought it was just that the mole had gotten darker and hadn't really done anything. The swollen area was still like the diameter of a baseball but raised only like an 1/8th of an inch and in the center was a tiny little thing. I thought it didn't do anything since I still had this knot on my arm. I covered it up for a week changing the bandage when I showered at night and when I woke up in the morning. Throughout the week it seemed to be getting a little smaller when I would wake up and feel the area, but always seemed bigger as the day went on. On Saturday morning (t-plus 6 days) that little black/brown spot came off with the bandage. The swelling decreased by like 2/3rds almost immediately. By that night it was back to being almost like a zit or ingrown hair. It left a spot on my arm like I had a scrape or something. It "leaked" a lot for the next week, especially after hot showers, and I just cleaned and changed bandages as the spot on my arm got smaller and smaller. Now at more than three weeks after the first night it is barely the size of a pimple and has almost completely healed over. I wear a tiny bandage during the day just to spare my white shirts but probably do not need to seeing as the bandaid is always as white as when I put it on. It is basically gone. I do not have a big scar from stitches and I am not fearful of anyone bumping my arm as was my neighbor way back when. It is still slightly tender but I can sleep on it and hold doors open etc. I saw the page about you wanting pictures day by day a little late so I didn't keep a picture journal. I do have a picture of the "thing" coming off with the bandage and a 2 week and a 3 week if you want them. Personally I would want you to spend my ten bucks getting the word out anyway. I want to thank you so much for such a wonderful product. I still am amazed by what happened. I have told everyone who will listen about it. I especially want to thank that guy who showed pictures of his head at the surf contest in Cocoa Beach (probably around Easter time). If he worked for you guys thank him for me. I know that now I too would tell people about it, so he may just have been a happy customer like myself. Either way, thank you so much and thanks to Mr. Surf Contest again. Peace, Brad Britz Orlando, Florida