My Wife Declared Me A Walking Miracle

My wife declared me today a walking miracle. Three months ago, I was the Walking Dead. I have discovered that I have plaque all over my vascular system and two cardiac arteries almost completely blocked off. It’s a condition that has been building up for decades, but when I got dengue fever four months ago, I went down for the count. As the infection cleared after two miserable months, it became clear, finally, that my vascular system was severely compromised. I moved from my Sanctuary to the big city to get treatments that were comprised of cardiac drugs and waiting to have some stents put in.

There was one night, I was threatened with triple bypass surgery, and that completely freaked me out. I have never been more afraid in my life. My sister, who is a nurse, after she saw the results of my catheterization, was surprised they let me out of the hospital. The last words on the doctor’s report were that my case was urgent.

It is now three months later, no stents (doctors are on strike), and my wife feels that my progress is nothing short of a miracle. My home treatments not only helped me avoid a heart attack but also helped me feel 1000 percent better.

I am flooding my body with hydrogen and oxygen inhalation, chlorine dioxide done in an experimental way (via sublingual absorption), magnesium, and some selenium and iodine. And 15 minutes a day, I do carbon dioxide inhalation.

I await an exciting new substance that quickly resolves cholesterol and blood plaque like nothing else. However, just getting it through customs is tricky so far.

When I am not walking, I feel ‘almost’ perfect mentally, emotionally, and spiritually, and there is no pain in my body. Two months ago, I was walking in complete darkness. It was a true dark night of my soul. My wife saved me repeatedly during the process, and I cannot tell you how relieved she is with my recent progress.

I still have a long way to go regarding my claudication, which is when one’s legs are not working well, meaning there are strict limits to how far I can walk. So, we are not entirely out of the woods.

After Note: I can remember being five years old, drinking Coffee Time Syrup with all my milk, big bowls of ice cream, and Devil Dogs without limit. It was not till I was 61 that I started paying attention to my sugar consumption, and believe me, I have paid a high price these past 11 years as I approach 72 years of age.