Prostate Cancer (1)

So I decided to make a change and, as sometimes dreams do come true, I made my plans to move to Jupiter, Fla. and start a new life.

I was a bit overweight and I wasn’t feeling that great, so I thought I would pay my doctor a visit to say farewell and get a good check-up. Well after years of saying, “What are you wasting your money for? You’re in perfect health,” my personal doctor found a little something wrong on my blood test, and all of a sudden everything changed.

He thought it would be a good idea to pay a visit to his old buddy the urologist. Patting me on the back, he said, “Don’t worry. It doesn’t mean it’s serious.” Well, guess what? It was serious.

The right prostate biopsy showed four needle core fragments, three of which are extensively involved with invasive adeno-carcinoma. At that point, it was, “OK, you have two choices: surgery or radiation. Take your pick. But don’t wait too long.”

He was very rude and abrupt with answers to questions like, “What are my chances?” Him: “What? Are we in Vegas?” Or, “Where did it come from? Why did I get it?” Him: “Where? How would I know?” The icing on the cake was when I walked out of his office; the staff seemed to be laughing, “Ha! Ha! You got it, now what are you going to do?”

That night I sat at the edge of my bed and I did some serious soul searching. I prayed and asked the Lord for guidance, “If this is my fate, fine. If not, please give me direction.” Well, I don’t know what time it was but sometime in the middle of the night, I jumped out of bed and ran to the mirror and pointed to myself and said, “No way! Forget them. I am going to overcome this!”

I decided to stick to my plans to start my new life in Jupiter. I didn’t know anybody there. I didn’t have any support from my family. I just had faith in God, and I wanted to deal with this on my own terms. I have heard of people who have cured themselves, and I prayed that I would find my cure.

I started with Chinese medicine, acupuncture, Chinese herbs. I read lots of books, watched my diet, and I juiced. It didn’t seem to help – my PSA kept going up. I tried different diets: macrobiotics, the Marker’s diet, Fit For Life, and the Tao of nutrition. It only got worse.

I tried different types of doctors – homeopathic, holistic, chiropractic – they were all very supportive, concerned and more caring than the regular doctors. But after lots of different types of tests – some good results and some bad – no one seemed to have an answer and they started telling me that maybe I should see a regular doctor.

My PSA went from 9.1 to 161. Normal is 4. The doctor said, “OK. You have tried everything else and that didn’t work, now you have to do it this way.” He scheduled a bone scan and a full body scan. By now it was January 2006. Throughout this process people had been telling me about Hippocrates Wellness. They all said it’s a great place but it’s a little expensive. Well after thinking about a full body scan and a bone scan I thought, “What the heck?” I called the doctor, cancelled the scans, and called Hippocrates. I met with a program consultant who showed me around and told me what the place had to offer. She was so kind and caring; she answered all my questions and made me feel very confident that this was what I needed.

To tell you the truth, to me, the price seemed more than fair, so I signed up for the three week Life Change Program.

When I showed up on Sunday, I was sacred. I didn’t know if it was going to work, but when I looked around and saw all the people smiling and hugging each other, I knew I had made the right choice. And let me tell you, it was a life change, in all areas of my life. The education I received there was phenomenal. And all the questions and doubts I had about our medical system and health issues in this country were all cleared up with one lecture by Brian Clement. God bless you, Brian for being so real! And it just keeps getting better. Between the treatments, classes and lectures, I went non-stop all day.

I admit, my body had a little trouble at first with the raw living foods, green juices and wheatgrass because I wasn’t used to such good healthy foods.

By the third week I had lost 40 pounds of junk from my body. And my PSA was cut in half. It was the first time in years that I felt in control of my life. Everybody there was so wonderful and helpful. And when I was ready to leave, yes, I was scared. I had to go out into a sick world and survive. The good news is I’m not alone anymore. There are lots of people doing what I’m doing and we’re supporting each other. It’s now been two years of living this lifestyle, my health is under control, I feel better every day and I’m happy.

And when someone says to me, “When was the last time you saw your doctor?” I look them in the eye and say, “This morning when I looked in the mirror.” My only wish is that instead of Hippocrates being my last option, I wish it had been my first choice. And what I like the most is that everyone asks, “What are you doing? Every time I see you, you look younger.”

Thank you Hippocrates!

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