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Deanna Protocol - a Sourcing Nightmare

Out of Neurochondria until the 30th. Same day I should receive the Ubiquinol. Feel like it is none too soon. Keeping stocked up on my supplements is a freaking chore. Thanks to PatientsLikeMe.com I learned where to get Glutathione suppositories as I am stuck for a source for the IV. I hesitate at the expense ($150 + $30 shipping) but will pull the trigger today anyway.

Noted that www.WinningTheFight.com is unwilling to allow registrants to share sources which increases our burden. I know they don't want to cross the line into being accused of running a for-profit site but it's a very real dis-service to dangle this potential treatment before our eyes and not allow us to share info to locate the components.

It's appreciated that Deanna and Dr. Tedone choose to share this protocol with the world but they seem oblivious to our plight...how to find and have components administered. We are not all blessed with money and connections.

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