Re: Anyone had success with Tempo SC Ultra and/or Roach Prufe

[Guest guest]

Aandraya,

What is it about Dr. Zhang's or Biopure formulations that make them superior?

Have been researching the subject and it appears that any allicin supplement

should be enteric-coated (which I imagine they are.)

Also, this article:

http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/pubmed/11368641

states that only one garlic powder tested gave an acceptable allicin

release...making me think I am looking for a needle in the haystack.

Thing is..I can't afford the nearly $150 per month it would cost to take 6 pills

per day of Dr. Zhang's so I'm looking for something less expensive but that also

might be effective.

Do you have any idea what that one supplement listed in that article might have

been or any other thoughts on what qualities you are looking for in an allicin

supplement.

This is definitely the first thing I am going to do for the bacterial infection

so I want to choose well.

Thanks again!

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> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Rita had said that she was able to

> > > > > > eliminate

> > > > > > > > > > them using

> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > primarily

> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > these two products!

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> > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > > Any experiences sincerely

> > > > appreciated...

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> > > > > > > > > > > > --

> > > > > > > > > > > > They shut the road through the woods

> > > > > > > > > > > > Seventy years ago.

> > > > > > > > > > > > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > > > > > > > > > > > And now you would never know

> > > > > > > > > > > > There was once a road through the woods

> > > > > > > > > > > > Before they planted the trees.

> > > > > > > > > > > > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > > > > > > > > > > > And the thin anemones.

> > > > > > > > > > > > Only the keeper sees

> > > > > > > > > > > > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > > > > > > > > > > > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > > > > > > > > > > > There was once a road through the woods.

> > > > > > > > > > > >

> > > > > > > > > > > > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > > > > > > > > > > > Of a summer evening late,

> > > > > > > > > > > > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > > > > > > > > > > > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > > > > > > > > > > > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > > > > > > > > > > > Because they see so few)

> > > > > > > > > > > > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > > > > > > > > > > > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > > > > > > > > > > > Steadily cantering through

> > > > > > > > > > > > The misty solitudes,

> > > > > > > > > > > > As though they perfectly knew

> > > > > > > > > > > > The old lost road through the woodsÃÆ'¢âââ

> > > > ‚¬Å¡Ã

> > > > > > ‚¬Ã‚¦.

> > > > > > > > > > > > But there is no road through the woods.

> > > > > > > > > > > > *

> > > > > > > > > > > > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

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[Guest guest]

Fantastic article Krys ! At least they have started looking into the subject.

Many thanks for your great contribution to this group !

All the best,

Aggi

> >> > > > > > > > > > >

> >> > > > > > > > > > > Rita had said that she was able to eliminate them

> >> using

> >> > > > > > > > primarily

> >> > > > > > > > > > these two products!

> >> > > > > > > > > > >

> >> > > > > > > > > > > Any experiences sincerely appreciated...

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> >> > > --

> >> > > They shut the road through the woods

> >> > > Seventy years ago.

> >> > > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> >> > > And now you would never know

> >> > > There was once a road through the woods

> >> > > Before they planted the trees.

> >> > > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> >> > > And the thin anemones.

> >> > > Only the keeper sees

> >> > > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> >> > > And the badgers roll at ease,

> >> > > There was once a road through the woods.

> >> > >

> >> > > Yet, if you enter the woods

> >> > > Of a summer evening late,

> >> > > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> >> > > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> >> > > (They fear not men in the woods,

> >> > > Because they see so few)

> >> > > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> >> > > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> >> > > Steadily cantering through

> >> > > The misty solitudes,

> >> > > As though they perfectly knew

> >> > > The old lost road through the woods….

> >> > > But there is no road through the woods.

> >> > > *

> >> > > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> >> > >

> >> >

> >>

> >>

> >>

> >

> >

> > --

> > They shut the road through the woods

> > Seventy years ago.

> > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > And now you would never know

> > There was once a road through the woods

> > Before they planted the trees.

> > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > And the thin anemones.

> > Only the keeper sees

> > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > There was once a road through the woods.

> >

> > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > Of a summer evening late,

> > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > Because they see so few)

> > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > Steadily cantering through

> > The misty solitudes,

> > As though they perfectly knew

> > The old lost road through the woods….

> > But there is no road through the woods.

> > *

> > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> >

> >

> >

>

>

>

> --

> They shut the road through the woods

> Seventy years ago.

> Weather and rain have undone it again,

> And now you would never know

> There was once a road through the woods

> Before they planted the trees.

> It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> And the thin anemones.

> Only the keeper sees

> That, where the ring-dove broods,

> And the badgers roll at ease,

> There was once a road through the woods.

>

> Yet, if you enter the woods

> Of a summer evening late,

> When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> Where the otter whistles his mate.

> (They fear not men in the woods,

> Because they see so few)

> You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> Steadily cantering through

> The misty solitudes,

> As though they perfectly knew

> The old lost road through the woods….

> But there is no road through the woods.

> *

> The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

>

[Guest guest]

Fantastic article Krys ! At least they have started looking into the subject.

Many thanks for your great contribution to this group !

All the best,

Aggi

> >> > > > > > > > > > >

> >> > > > > > > > > > > Rita had said that she was able to eliminate them

> >> using

> >> > > > > > > > primarily

> >> > > > > > > > > > these two products!

> >> > > > > > > > > > >

> >> > > > > > > > > > > Any experiences sincerely appreciated...

> >> > > > > > > > > > >

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> >> > > --

> >> > > They shut the road through the woods

> >> > > Seventy years ago.

> >> > > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> >> > > And now you would never know

> >> > > There was once a road through the woods

> >> > > Before they planted the trees.

> >> > > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> >> > > And the thin anemones.

> >> > > Only the keeper sees

> >> > > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> >> > > And the badgers roll at ease,

> >> > > There was once a road through the woods.

> >> > >

> >> > > Yet, if you enter the woods

> >> > > Of a summer evening late,

> >> > > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> >> > > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> >> > > (They fear not men in the woods,

> >> > > Because they see so few)

> >> > > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> >> > > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> >> > > Steadily cantering through

> >> > > The misty solitudes,

> >> > > As though they perfectly knew

> >> > > The old lost road through the woods….

> >> > > But there is no road through the woods.

> >> > > *

> >> > > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> >> > >

> >> >

> >>

> >>

> >>

> >

> >

> > --

> > They shut the road through the woods

> > Seventy years ago.

> > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > And now you would never know

> > There was once a road through the woods

> > Before they planted the trees.

> > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > And the thin anemones.

> > Only the keeper sees

> > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > There was once a road through the woods.

> >

> > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > Of a summer evening late,

> > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > Because they see so few)

> > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > Steadily cantering through

> > The misty solitudes,

> > As though they perfectly knew

> > The old lost road through the woods….

> > But there is no road through the woods.

> > *

> > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> >

> >

> >

>

>

>

> --

> They shut the road through the woods

> Seventy years ago.

> Weather and rain have undone it again,

> And now you would never know

> There was once a road through the woods

> Before they planted the trees.

> It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> And the thin anemones.

> Only the keeper sees

> That, where the ring-dove broods,

> And the badgers roll at ease,

> There was once a road through the woods.

>

> Yet, if you enter the woods

> Of a summer evening late,

> When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> Where the otter whistles his mate.

> (They fear not men in the woods,

> Because they see so few)

> You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> Steadily cantering through

> The misty solitudes,

> As though they perfectly knew

> The old lost road through the woods….

> But there is no road through the woods.

> *

> The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

>

[Guest guest]

Forgot to report about our trip to the UK :-)

Been to the North/East mainly: Darlington, where Jeff's family is living at,

Newcastle, Durham, Richmont, Lake District, Farn Islands and Bamborough Castle.

We just had a great time and lovely weather, about 23 degrees average, mainly

sunny 9 out of 10 days. Seen most of the family as well. We just had a great

time !

> > >> > > > > > > > > > >

> > >> > > > > > > > > > > Rita had said that she was able to eliminate them

> > >> using

> > >> > > > > > > > primarily

> > >> > > > > > > > > > these two products!

> > >> > > > > > > > > > >

> > >> > > > > > > > > > > Any experiences sincerely appreciated...

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> > >> > > >

> > >> > >

> > >> > >

> > >> > >

> > >> > > --

> > >> > > They shut the road through the woods

> > >> > > Seventy years ago.

> > >> > > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > >> > > And now you would never know

> > >> > > There was once a road through the woods

> > >> > > Before they planted the trees.

> > >> > > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > >> > > And the thin anemones.

> > >> > > Only the keeper sees

> > >> > > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > >> > > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > >> > > There was once a road through the woods.

> > >> > >

> > >> > > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > >> > > Of a summer evening late,

> > >> > > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > >> > > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > >> > > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > >> > > Because they see so few)

> > >> > > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > >> > > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > >> > > Steadily cantering through

> > >> > > The misty solitudes,

> > >> > > As though they perfectly knew

> > >> > > The old lost road through the woods….

> > >> > > But there is no road through the woods.

> > >> > > *

> > >> > > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> > >> > >

> > >> >

> > >>

> > >>

> > >>

> > >

> > >

> > > --

> > > They shut the road through the woods

> > > Seventy years ago.

> > > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > > And now you would never know

> > > There was once a road through the woods

> > > Before they planted the trees.

> > > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > > And the thin anemones.

> > > Only the keeper sees

> > > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > > There was once a road through the woods.

> > >

> > > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > > Of a summer evening late,

> > > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > > Because they see so few)

> > > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > > Steadily cantering through

> > > The misty solitudes,

> > > As though they perfectly knew

> > > The old lost road through the woods….

> > > But there is no road through the woods.

> > > *

> > > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> > >

> > >

> > >

> >

> >

> >

> > --

> > They shut the road through the woods

> > Seventy years ago.

> > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > And now you would never know

> > There was once a road through the woods

> > Before they planted the trees.

> > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > And the thin anemones.

> > Only the keeper sees

> > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > There was once a road through the woods.

> >

> > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > Of a summer evening late,

> > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > Because they see so few)

> > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > Steadily cantering through

> > The misty solitudes,

> > As though they perfectly knew

> > The old lost road through the woods….

> > But there is no road through the woods.

> > *

> > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> >

>

[Guest guest]

Forgot to report about our trip to the UK :-)

Been to the North/East mainly: Darlington, where Jeff's family is living at,

Newcastle, Durham, Richmont, Lake District, Farn Islands and Bamborough Castle.

We just had a great time and lovely weather, about 23 degrees average, mainly

sunny 9 out of 10 days. Seen most of the family as well. We just had a great

time !

> > >> > > > > > > > > > >

> > >> > > > > > > > > > > Rita had said that she was able to eliminate them

> > >> using

> > >> > > > > > > > primarily

> > >> > > > > > > > > > these two products!

> > >> > > > > > > > > > >

> > >> > > > > > > > > > > Any experiences sincerely appreciated...

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> > >> > >

> > >> > >

> > >> > > --

> > >> > > They shut the road through the woods

> > >> > > Seventy years ago.

> > >> > > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > >> > > And now you would never know

> > >> > > There was once a road through the woods

> > >> > > Before they planted the trees.

> > >> > > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > >> > > And the thin anemones.

> > >> > > Only the keeper sees

> > >> > > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > >> > > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > >> > > There was once a road through the woods.

> > >> > >

> > >> > > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > >> > > Of a summer evening late,

> > >> > > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > >> > > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > >> > > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > >> > > Because they see so few)

> > >> > > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > >> > > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > >> > > Steadily cantering through

> > >> > > The misty solitudes,

> > >> > > As though they perfectly knew

> > >> > > The old lost road through the woods….

> > >> > > But there is no road through the woods.

> > >> > > *

> > >> > > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> > >> > >

> > >> >

> > >>

> > >>

> > >>

> > >

> > >

> > > --

> > > They shut the road through the woods

> > > Seventy years ago.

> > > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > > And now you would never know

> > > There was once a road through the woods

> > > Before they planted the trees.

> > > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > > And the thin anemones.

> > > Only the keeper sees

> > > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > > There was once a road through the woods.

> > >

> > > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > > Of a summer evening late,

> > > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > > Because they see so few)

> > > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > > Steadily cantering through

> > > The misty solitudes,

> > > As though they perfectly knew

> > > The old lost road through the woods….

> > > But there is no road through the woods.

> > > *

> > > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> > >

> > >

> > >

> >

> >

> >

> > --

> > They shut the road through the woods

> > Seventy years ago.

> > Weather and rain have undone it again,

> > And now you would never know

> > There was once a road through the woods

> > Before they planted the trees.

> > It is underneath the coppice and heath,

> > And the thin anemones.

> > Only the keeper sees

> > That, where the ring-dove broods,

> > And the badgers roll at ease,

> > There was once a road through the woods.

> >

> > Yet, if you enter the woods

> > Of a summer evening late,

> > When the night-air cools on the trout-ringed pools

> > Where the otter whistles his mate.

> > (They fear not men in the woods,

> > Because they see so few)

> > You will hear the beat of a horse's feet,

> > And the swish of a skirt in the dew,

> > Steadily cantering through

> > The misty solitudes,

> > As though they perfectly knew

> > The old lost road through the woods….

> > But there is no road through the woods.

> > *

> > The Way Through the Woods* - Rudyard Kipling

> >

>