the chamber and of course, she had a medical doctor that was prescribing the intervals (once a week or once every two weeks) She used to come into our Path of the Buddha class(Buddha Ritual as soul contact) and just lay down on my thigh as I sat in Lotus.
Her head on my knee, just so tired that the drive to class was too much, and I would channel the Sat Nam Rayasan healing energy into the fistula that was at the site of the original incision in her female organs, and into the nervous system that seemed depleted by the MS and the ozone treatments for such.
I agree that some of the problem was with every one of her doctors. But there is also the common sense to say no- I have had enough before you become a testing ground for every everything that is new under the sun.
She allowed her doctors to replace her common sense, her body had become such a stranger to her that she was willing to try anything to have a positive response.
In the end she did say "no"- but "no" to anymore of this particular life.