Peter Jovanovic - Medical Ozone Therapy: A Guide for a New Frontier in Healing

This book is dedicated to my beautiful wife and incredible children who truly give me motivation and inspiration in whatever I do!

Today's awareness of medical ozone is decidedly on an upward trajectory, finally loosening the chains of ozone's rigid association with toxicity. New openness sees Medical ozone in a greater and greener perspective, as one of nature's most fascinating and beneficial molecules.

2013 Peter Jovanovic

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..."Medical Ozone works - this is a scientific fact. If we could only remove human ego from the equations we would leap ahead in removing unnecessary settings on a mass scene and be able to save millions of lives and undue suffering."

Professor Peter Jovanovic PhD (Hon.) 2005

..."The doctors and I embarked on a very aggressive course of Medical Ozone modalities in an attempt to save this mans life. It was touch and go, no two ways about it. The more we applied the protocols, one small improvement and then another surfaced. After a couple of weeks of ozone therapeutic applications by direct IV injections, Recirculatory Hemoperfusion combined with ozone insufflations and hydrogen peroxide baths, Festus was able to move a little. His countenance was better and he started to have a confrontational attitude known to African men. Unsightly, peeled skin was being replaced with fresh, baby like skin. The color of his eyes returned, and one and all joked that this was not really Festus."...

From A Story of Festus, an African man with full-blown AIDS

It's called Recirculatory Hemoperfusion or RHP, and is similar but very different to a dialysis machine; it oxygenates your whole bodys blood while cleaning it amongst many other differences.

This is the best form of ozone therapy without doubt and Ed McCabe (Mr. Oxygen) agrees, along with many others in the field. In fact Mr. McCabe in his book calls it by far the best form of ozone therapy. This has also been mentioned in the best-selling documentary video on ozone therapy by Geoff Rodgers entitled, Ozone, A Medical Breakthrough?

However, putting it in medical application in this world will be nothing short of a battle like no other. So, onward we go in our quest for a better healing modality.

To purchase the video:

http://www.ozoneuniversity.com/ozoneamedicalbreakthrough.htm

There's no better way to describe the power of medical ozone than relating my experiences with Festus, an African man who was dying of full blown AIDS.

His wife Edith and her sister begged me to treat him at the ozone therapy clinic in Mombasa, Kenya where I was working as Head of International Affairs. Edith moaned and groaned, gestured wildly, beseeched Allah and threw herself upon our mercy as her husband was brought to the clinic on a stretcher. The man had been bedridden for some time. He was barely able to move or speak and as I pried his eyes open I noticed a cloudy, grey film. His body had the appearance of a man with one foot in the grave. I had never seen any person so close to death and I was convinced that this guy was never going to make it. Out of compassion for the family's hysteria I tried to placate their distress by assuring one and all that he was going to be just fine.

His condition was in fact extremely critical. Lets face it, AIDS is a hot potato and once it gets to its final stages there is little that anyone can do except make the patient as comfortable as possible. Seven days of nail biting and anguish engulfed me as watchful eyes monitored his vital signs and my handling of the case. Still, I was determined to allow this man to die with the dignity that should be accorded every man. Sure, I wanted to fix him up, and keep my word that he would be okay. By now I knew ozone was the crown jewel of medicine and capable of accomplishing miracles. I had seen so many sick bodies heal with its virucidal and bactericidal power, but this was beyond saving.

The doctors and I embarked on a very aggressive course of Medical Ozone modalities in an attempt to save this mans life. It was touch and go, no two ways about it. The more we applied the protocols, one small improvement and then another surfaced. After a couple of weeks of ozone applications by direct IV injections, Recirculatory Hemoperfusion (RHP) combined with ozone insufflations and hydrogen peroxide baths, Festus was able to move a little. His countenance was better and he started to have a confrontational attitude known to African men. Unsightly, peeled skin was being replaced with fresh, baby like skin. The color of his eyes returned, and one and all joked that this was not really Festus.

After three weeks of treatment Festus was up and about and eating normally. He started to argue with the staff and was merrily beating his wife at every given opportunity. The African staff tried to assure me this was just normal male African attitude, a good sign of virility and the regaining of his health. After four weeks he started to go a little stir crazy so I let him out to ride my Mountain Bike on the compound.

By the fifth and sixth weeks of treatment he was jogging, walking two kilometers, and swimming in the water. We chided him that he was not quite ready and he told us in no uncertain terms that he was now Superman and ready to climb mountains. I must admit he was looking good. In fact it was time for him to leave and for me to let go of my small miracle.

Life resumed to normal in the clinic as we compiled the data to this astounding case of AIDS by means of ozone therapies. In many regards it was par for the course. My 5 years of Medical Ozone research and treating people with its applications had assured me that if any medical substance could achieve greatness, ozone was definitely going to be it. As for Festus, we heard from the villagers that he had become so strong he built his wife a gas station (in between the beatings) in honor of her love and for saving him.

After it was built, the gas station was legally transferred to her name. She returned the favor by poisoning him. His death was a bitter pill to swallow. I had lost quite a character in my life as well as my flesh and blood evidence of a grateful AIDS victim. Despite continued successes with ozone at the clinic, it was a hard to stomach.

Kenya is a land of many contradictions. Love and hatred, breathtaking beauty and swollen-bellied children dying in the gutter. Extreme poverty for the masses and wealth for the privileged few. Morality, immorality and an undercurrent of greed grips its population. That's the spell of Kenya; you fall hopelessly in and out of love with its tenderness and cruelty. It extends the kisses of a lover whilst holding a dagger to your back. And there was a big dagger poised at mine. It was time to get out of Mombasa and fast.