Every person who takes hold of his or her life has a defining moment that shocks them into doing so. Mine came in threes. In May of 2010, my best friend in the world went into the hospital for high blood pressure and had to stay overnight. I was afraid to lose him and it scared the hell out of me. The next day, another friend, who recently retired from baseball, died of a heart attack at 37 years old, making me ponder my own mortality. The next night, I went to a Broadway play and had trouble fitting into my seat because I was so overweight. That was the moment that I made “Promises, Promises” to get my life in order!

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Hippocrates teaches us: “It’s not the food in your life. It’s the life in your food.” I have lost 113 pounds by taking this simple mantra to heart. As soon as I began attending the Hippocrates Life Change Program, the message of Brian and Anna Maria Clement became clear. Symptoms cannot be treated as discrete entities. They must to be addressed as part of a whole physiology that works in harmony so that it may live in harmony, in balance and at peace.

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On a cold winter’s day, driving on I-95 between Rhode Island and Connecticut, I was involved in a devastating accident when my car was struck by an oil tanker. The rescue workers believed that I was at death’s door as they wheeled my broken body to the ambulance and rushed me to the hospital.

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I want the people who are severely overweight to know that there is a solution to their plight. When I came to Hippocrates, I couldn’t walk through the airport. I had to sit repeatedly in order to breathe. My health was so bad that I had to sit and cry for three hours before I could make it to my cottage. My entire body was wracked with pain. In 24 hours, my blood-sugar dropped to within normal range. After eight years of unsuccessfully attempting this, I was taking 2,000 milligrams of glucophage daily. My lifelong obesity had finally caused diabetes, hypertension and sleep-apnea, requiring a machine for breathing. I had structural damage that severely limited my ability to move, much less to exercise. I took a huge leap of faith: I gave myself one last chance, believing that I was going to die. I came to Hippocrates with liver-failure, failing kidneys and a weakened spirit that was humiliating and unbearable.

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At 55 years old, I thought I had it all: a wonderful family, friends, a large home in a prestigious neighborhood, a beautiful car and good standing as a prominent member of the community. My high-tech Silicon Valley career seemed interesting for the last 10 years of my professional life. But beneath this socially approved veneer of success loomed an uneasy discomfort. Intuitively, I knew there was much more to life. Something within yearned to go beyond the limitations I placed on myself. Although my ego was deeply satisfied, my soul cried out in anguish.

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All my life, I stayed away from society, even while living in it. In Switzerland, where I lived, it appeared that everyone was acting like robots; people seemed cold and insensitive. I was not able to get a human touch and had no real close friendships or social network. Depression quickly reached me and I attempted suicide at the age of 14. I became a robot myself, living in a bubble for 35 years.

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In the spring of 2009, only a few months after my husband discovered that he had diabetes, I was diagnosed with breast cancer.

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As I travel the world lecturing about health, I use the principles from Hippocrates Health Institute (HHI) to help people heal and strengthen their bodies from illnesses, diseases and cancer. When I first went to HHI 19 years ago, I remember Brian Clement telling me that food doesn't heal the body; the body heals itself. We just need to give the body what it needs.

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I was born in Quebec Canada in 1942 during the second world war. The doctor’s told my parents that I had a malformed left hip that eventually changed the shape and position of my leg, back and neck. Although I never remember not having pain, I did not want to take medication since I knew it would alter my state of mind and rob me of the occasional happiness I would experience. Decades ago the allopathic physicians gave up on me, said I would end up in a wheelchair so I did not know where to turn. For the last 20 years I had not been able to sleep on my back. Finally I discovered complimentary health care and began the long process to heal myself. About one year ago I was perusing the newspaper and saw an article on Hippocrates Institute, so I called my friend Francine and asked if she would assist me by coming to Florida and going through the program.

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Eight years ago, I was diagnosed with cancer (lymphoma) in my lymph glands. I was told by my doctor that I had only six months to live without resorting to chemotherapy and radiation treatments. I was also told about the side-effects of the treatments and told that I had no choice. I took two “chemo” treatments, losing all of my hair and becoming a physical wreck. My son-in-law, who has a degree in homeopathy, suggested that I consider alternative treatments and advised that we go to Hippocrates. We made the call, and scheduled a visit. I discontinued my “chemo” treatments and, the following week, my wife and I left for Florida. After three weeks at the Institute, I changed my lifestyle, and was soon free of the cancer.

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We hear about “miracles” every day, it seems, until we begin to doubt all the promises and cures that the doctors and specialist offer us. This is my story, of how I found my miracle at Hippocrates and how it has brought me back to life.

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Hi… my name is Emilio and I want to tell you about what wheatgrass did for me. About eleven months ago I began to feel rather nauseated and I had no idea why. I could not eat without having the sensation to vomit and I felt extremely fatigued after exercising (this was the least of my symptoms). A couple of weeks later, I got a weird rushing sensation throughout my whole body; I felt like I was chemically out of balance. This really freaked me out so I went to the doctor where I got the expected response, “It looks like a bit of an anxiety problem, but we will get a blood test to be certain.” I had never experienced such anxiety attacks before in my life. Once the blood results were returned, I was diagnosed with Gilbert Syndrome which is a liver condition (my bilirubin levels were high). Doctors labeled this as a benign disorder, yet I was left perplexed at living with such annoying symptoms.

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A third of a century ago, I began thinking in earnest about the fact that far too many apparently healthy individuals were dying or badly damaged by heart attacks, strokes, cancer, and a long list of maladies. I wanted to know why some of us are standing and others not.

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I suffered many health problems in my life. At 53, I was a diabetic, taking very high doses of glucose medication, which made me sluggish and tired all the time. My cholesterol was off the charts, my legs hurt, and my vision and my concentration were both blurry. At six feet tall, I weighed 243 pounds. I also had kidney stones, and over the last thirty-eight years I had passed over 40 kidney stones which caused excruciating pain. Six different times I had to have surgery to remove the larger stones from my kidneys. Because of this I also suffered from a very weak urine flow and I had to wake up from two to three times every night to go to the bathroom.

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Immediately before graduating college in May of 2001, I started to show signs of jaundice. During the next two weeks, the itching became severe and I started making the rounds of doctors. After two weeks and three physicians and innumerable tests resulting in no concrete diagnosis, I was admitted to a hospital in Phoenix, Arizona where a second sonogram showed a stricture approximately 2c long in my common bile duct. This stricture had blocked the flow of bile and caused my bilirubin count (a yellow pigment consisting of bile salt, produced by the liver) to skyrocket. A stent was placed to keep the duct open and allow the flow of bile. For a few days I felt better.

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Well, just like many others before me, I can say that illness brought me to raw food. I spent over 2 years trying to work with numerous doctors to get a diagnosis for myself All I knew was that whatever I put into my mouth caused me severe stomach pain and debilitating diarrhea. I spent years going from doctor to doctor, general practitioner, gastroenterologist, endocrinologist, etc. But no one could Figure out what was happening to my body: After numerous tests came out negative, I was told I probably had Irritable Bowel Syndrome (IBS) and was given medicine to help me live with it; however, the medicines side effect caused not just drowsiness but actual sleep. This was not an answer for someone with two young children. I decided to find another ways.

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My husband, Juvenal, and I would like to share the story of our daughter Luna Stela, our 100% organic, vegan baby. She was born June 2009 under a full moon. Just two and a half years before that, our doctors had told us that we would never be able to achieve pregnancy in the traditional way. Ever.

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At the risk of being overly dramatic, I can say with certainty that October 25, 1985, is my own personal “Day of Infamy.” On that day, I was escorted into the doctor’s office and told that I was HIV+. Everything I knew about myself or thought I knew about myself was thrown into a whirlwind. The only alternative left to me was to face the HIV infection, stigma, and discrimination. I made a personal refusal and determination not to succumb to stigma.

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As a young lady in my twenties I found myself constantly exhausted. I was so tired I could not even brush my hair because I could not lift my arms. When I went to the doctors they found a low-grade fever and put me into the hospital for a liver biopsy. From that I was diagnosed as having hepatitis non A, non B. They told me it was chronic and persistent and of course offered no help, telling me the only thing I could do was rest.

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In the early part of the twentieth century 92 years ago I was born into a meatpacking industry family. Taking advantage of all the available meat I could eat, by the time I was in World War 2 and, 5 years later in Korea, I had my first grand slam heart attack. My left ventricle was so damaged they told me I would not make it. This was not the first near death experience I had had. Back in 1918 I survived the catastrophic flu epidemic that killed thousands. Before that, when I was born in 1910, I was a puny kid always being compared to the large strong healthy farm boys around me. Almost daily I was beaten up and, for survival alone, I took up boxing to defend myself. I also pursued track & field and soccer in school.

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