HEART PROBLEMS

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Hi boys and girls

 

Although I am a reader of this website, I have been fortunate not to have been

diagnosed with cancer, but I do have heart problems. In 2002 I had a double

heart bypass and slowly over the years the angina I suffered from, returned.

 

I discovered `Strauss's heart drops' on the internet and sent for 5 months

treatment of this natural remedy. Strauss if you have not heard of him was

taken to court by the WHO for prescribing a cure for heart disease not approved

by the WHO. They(WHO) lost their case because of the number of prominent cases

Strauss's remedy had cured from heart disease, that modern `medicine' had given

up on.

 

I finished my treatment some months ago now and all signs of angina have

disappeared. I had a second ECG taken to compare with the ECG I took prior to

taking the drops and my doctor was astonished to find my arteries had cleared.

 

Strauss's website sends out an occasional newsletter, the latest of which I have

pasted below. I post because of the information regarding cancer. You may

already be aware of this site, but just in case your not, I present it for your

perusal. Make up your own mind.

 

If you know of anyone, who, like me, does have problems with clogging arteries

then I can recommend this product wholeheartedly. I am told it is sold in many

chemists in Canada.

 

Mike

 

HEARTNEWS March 2010

 

(The following are news items and opinions. This is not medical advice.)

 

 

 

Avandia suspected of killing diabetics

 

Confidential U.S. government reports recommend that GlaxoSmithKline diabetes

drug Avandia be pulled from the market because it can hurt the heart.

 

About 500 heart attacks and 300 cases of heart failure are suffered each month

by diabetics taking Avandia. Call your physician immediately if you are taking

Avandia.

 

A simple blood pressure cuff can limit heart damage!

 

Simply blowing up a blood pressure cuff around a person's arm when they're

having a heart attack can reduce the amount of permanent heart muscle damage by

up to half, the Hospital for Sick Children in Toronto has found.

 

It is exquisitely simple, cheap and apparently safe. It involves inflating a

standard blood-pressure cuff on the upper arm of someone having a heart attack

for five minutes, and deflating it for another five minutes, repeating the cycle

four times. Total time is 35 minutes.

 

Cutting off blood flow in the arm in short, brief bursts, then restoring it

again, causes the body to release a substance in the blood that sends a message

around the entire body that something bad is about to happen. It warns and

protects the heart from subsequent damage by triggering changes in heart cells

so that they can better resist the lack of blood flow. It also makes white blood

cells to react less aggressively, and thus causing less damage after the heart

attack.

 

When done by a paramedic en route to the hospital a reduction of 30 to 50 per

cent of the size and damage to the heart can be attained.

 

Aggression & moodiness due to blood sugar levels

 

 

The following are quotes are from people who have noticed that aggression and

moodiness could be related to blood sugar imbalance.

 

" My husband has type 2 diabetes. He is a good man, yet the fluctuations in his

blood sugar levels coincide with aggressive and moody behaviors that often

border abuse "

 

" I have had mood swings for years, but never attributed it to diabetes - mainly

since I wasn't diagnosed. I thought that my mood swings had eased since going on

insulin --until today-- my wife told me that she's been thinking of leaving me

for weeks, because of my unpredictable moods. I'm at a loss! I can't fathom life

without my family! Any diabetic men reading this -- take a close look at your

actions. Before it's too late! "

 

" My father has type 2 diabetes. Recently he has become increasingly moody and

aggressive towards my mum (as with Stacey, bordering on abuse, certainly

verbal), particularly in the evenings. "

 

" My husband has type 2 Diabetes. He experiences outrages nearly aggressive mood

swings, I love him very much, but I am to the point of going it alone. He

spontaneously verbally abuses me and our children. "

 

" I have experienced abuse from my diabetic husband for quite a number of years

now. He can be totally sweet, very complimentary to me and then other times a

tyrant. "

 

" Because I was very thin, no one expected that I had diabetes. I have hurt

people over the years, one in particular who is the love of my life. "

 

" My husband is a type 2 diabetic. He gets very moody and picky over the

slightest of things. I really need help in coping with his mood swings because I

am suffering from depression as a result. "

 

Here is the lesson from these comments. If you have a family member who is very

moody and aggressive, you should encourage them to check for diabetes or blood

sugar problems.

 

Not everyone who has blood sugar problems is diabetic, they just may have bouts

of low blood sugar.

 

When a diabetic is very moody, it may mean that their blood sugars have changed

since their last physical check up.

 

Here is a shocking thought, people who drink at lot of alcohol may not know

that they have blood sugar problem or are diabetic and are turning to alcohol

for relief. People who have a problem with alcohol may really be having a

problem with low blood sugar etc. If a person were to get his blood sugars under

control, would he have less of tendency to drink alcohol excessively?

 

Now that is a sobering thought!

 

What is a patient advocate?

 

A patient advocate could be a friend, a family member, a volunteer, or a

professional person. The important thing is to have one if you require medical

intervention in your life. What is exactly is a patient advocate? A patient

advocate is anyone who can provide you unbiased information about the medical

intervention that you might be considering. Also, an advocate could be a person

who accompanies you to the doctor's office in order to listen and ask questions

on your behalf, at a time when you are fearful and your thinking is not too

clear. Here is an example.

 

Scott was diagnosed with a cancerous tumor at the base of his tongue. Given the

choice between radiation therapy or a combination of surgery and chemotherapy,

Scott decided on treatment with a new technology known as linear accelerator - a

major advancement in very specific targeting of tumors using powerful doses of

" smart beam " radiation.

 

The drawback: This technique is complex and prone to error when not handled

with the greatest of care. But no one told him that!

 

 

A friend of Scott's told the New York Times that after the first radiation

session, she found him writhing in pain, his head and neck grotesquely swollen.

 

 

After two more sessions, a medical physicist rechecked Scott's treatment plan

and discovered that instead of focusing a very precise beam on his tumor, the

linear accelerator had actually delivered a wide beam of radiation to Scott's

entire neck area.

 

 

A computer error that went unnoticed by the medical physicist caused an

overwhelming radiation overdose that eventually killed Scott.

 

 

If you or someone you love is under going serious surgery, do not be afraid to

ask your doctor as many questions as you wish. Be specific. Do some research,

and then ask more questions. Create your own support group with friends or

family members (patient advocates) who can help research and brainstorm detailed

questions. Take one of them with you to talk with the doctor or hospital staff.

You can also check with the hospital where the procedure will take place to see

if they have a patient advocate who might be willing to discuss accidents and

risks relative to your health concern.

 

 

The point is that we must take control of our own health procedures and not be

unduly intimidated by some medical professional or system – after all it's Your

Life!

 

 

A " Secret Formula " to change your health habits or for that matter any habit

 

Upon much reflection I decided to go a little easier on myself. I decided to

start substituting food choices one by one until they became habit.

 

My first substitution was with my beverage choice. Instead of having the cola I

would order water. It was kind of a mental reward system for me. I would eat the

burger and fries guilt free as long as I drank water instead of cola. I know

that you are probably thinking " how can you eat a burger and fries guilt free? " .

I could do this guilt free because I knew that it was just a stage in my long

term diet plan. I chose water as my first diet choice because it came easy for

me. It required very little discipline on my part. After a month or so drinking

water with a meal became second nature to me. It was no longer a sacrifice; it

was a habit.

 

After that came the French fries. I substituted the French fries with a plain

baked potato. Burger diet now consisted of a burger, plain baked potato and

water. I actually started enjoying the baked potato rather quickly. They are

much tastier than grease drowned fries. You can see where I am going with this.

If you have been trying to lose weight for any time now, you know what a good

food is and what a bad food is. You will know where and what to substitute. I

continued these substitutions and still do to this day.

 

Now I am more aware of an unhealthy habit starting. I am very conscious of what

I eat. Some of the great things about these diet choices are that they became

habits; the desire for the unhealthy foods was replaced with a desire for

healthy foods. Nowadays I rarely eat out. I have lost my taste for such foods.

 

Some of my diet substitutions:

 

Water for Cola, Baked potato for Fries, Whole Wheat for white bread, Soy Milk

for cow's milk, pretzels for chips, salads for desserts, Meal replacement shake

for cereal, and the list goes on and on.

 

Habits are built by doing something over and over. I have read it takes around

30 days to establish a habit. Do not stop your substitutions with the foods you

eat….carry it over to other parts of your life. For example, substitute the

elevator with the stairs, substitute the car with a bicycle, give up the evening

news and replace it with a walk.

 

Whatever you do, do not tell anyone about this Secret Formula!

 

Let's keep it to ourselves!

 

How CoQ10 can change your health

 

I don't often recommend taking supplements when you can find it in food. But

there is one supplement I recommend to all of my patients and take myself every

day.

 

It is Coenzyme Q10 (CoQ10).

 

 

CoQ10 puts cancer into remission and is such a powerful heart cure, it reverses

heart disease. It acts like a generator for every organ in your body. It

increases energy so they function at their best.

 

CoQ10 is key to the protection of your body's cells. It's just like the key you

use to lock your front door, keeping you safe and secure. Without enough CoQ10,

your cells become weak and open to attack.

 

Now, CoQ10 is proven to fight what I believe is the root cause of all disease:

inflammation.

 

An obesity study centered on mice that were fed a high-fat, high-fructose diet

- just like the junk food diet many people eat. Not surprisingly, the mice

developed inflammation and disease complications. When CoQ10 was added,

inflammation decreased.

 

 

CoQ10 will help guard against diabetes, heart disease, cancer. CoQ10 has so many

benefits, it's surprising foods are not fortified with it.

 

The best natural source of CoQ10 is red meat, especially organ meat. Our

ancestors had it made. They thrived on a diet of fresh beef heart and liver. You

can too, simply by adding grass-fed organ meat once or twice a week to your

diet.

 

 

If you don't like dining on hearts and liver, you can get almost the same level

of this important coenzyme by eating a juicy steak a few times a week.

 

This will give you an idea of the concentrations of CoQ10 found in meats:

 

Food Item / Coenzyme Q10 (mcg/g)

 

" Pork heart - 126.8-203

 

" Beef heart - 113.3

 

" Pork - 24.3-41.1

 

" Beef liver - 39.2

 

" Beef - 31.0 - 36.5

 

" Pork liver - 22.7

 

" Chicken - 14.0 - 21.0

 

" Pork ham – 20

 

 

 

Whether or not you're a meat eater, your body still may be deficient. Here are

three things that cause a deficiency:

 

 

 

1. Missing Nutrients: Your body needs vitamins to use CoQ10. If you're missing

vitamins B2, B3, B6, B12, vitamin C, folic acid, or pantothenic acid, you may be

in trouble.

 

 

 

2. Drugs: Statins, beta blockers, diabetic medications, or other drugs rob

your body of CoQ10.

 

 

 

3. Drain: Obesity, exercising like a maniac, or severe shock causes

inflammation. It uses up CoQ10.

 

 

This is why I recommend taking a CoQ10 supplement. Every tissue in your body

responds to CoQ10. So every disease or dysfunction responds well when it's added

to your diet.

 

 

SOMETHING FOR STEVIE

 

One of the best messages you'll read.

 

 

" I try not to be biased, but I had my doubts about hiring Stevie. But I had

never had a mentally handicapped employee and wasn't sure I wanted one.

 

I wasn't sure how my customers would react to Stevie. He was short, a little

dumpy with the smooth facial features and thick-tongued speech of Down syndrome.

I wasn't worried about most of my trucker customers because truckers don't

generally care who buses tables as long as the meatloaf platter is good and the

pies are homemade.

 

 

But my " other " customers were the ones who concerned me. I knew those people

would be uncomfortable around Stevie so I closely watched him for the first few

weeks. I shouldn't have worried. After the first week, Stevie had my staff

wrapped around his stubby little finger, and within a month my truck regulars

had adopted him as their official truckstop mascot.

 

 

After that, I really didn't care what the rest of the customers thought of him.

He was like a 21-year-old in blue jeans and Nikes, eager to laugh and eager to

please, but fierce in his attention to his duties. Every salt and pepper shaker

was exactly in its place, not a breadcrumb or coffee spill was visible when

Stevie got done with the table.

 

 

Our only problem was persuading him to wait to clean a table until after the

customers were finished. He would hover in the background, shifting his weight

from one foot to the other, scanning the dining room until a table was empty.

Then he would scurry to the empty table and carefully bus the dishes and glasses

onto the cart and meticulously wipe the table up with a practiced flourish of

his rag. If he thought a customer was watching, his brow would pucker with added

concentration. He took pride in doing his job exactly right, and you had to love

how hard he tried to please each and every person he met.

 

 

Over time, we learned that he lived with his mother, a widow who was disabled

after repeated surgeries for cancer. They lived on their Social Security

benefits in public housing two miles from the truckstop. Their social worker,

who stopped to check on him every so often, admitted they had fallen between the

cracks. Money was tight, and what I paid him was probably the difference between

them being able to live together and Stevie being sent to a group home.

 

 

That's why the restaurant was a gloomy place that morning last August, the first

morning in three years that Stevie missed work. He was at the Mayo Clinic in

Rochester getting a new valve or something put in his heart. His social worker

said that people with Down syndrome often had heart problems at an early age so

this wasn't unexpected, and there was a good chance he would come through the

surgery in good shape and be back at work in a few months.

 

 

A ripple of excitement ran through the staff later that morning when word came

that he was out of surgery, in recovery and doing fine. Frannie, my head

waitress, let out a war whoop and did a little dance in the aisle when she heard

the good news.

 

 

Belle Ringer, one of our regular trucker customers, stared at the sight of the

50-year-old grandmother of four doing a victory shimmy beside his table. Frannie

blushed, smoothed her apron and shot Belle Ringer a withering look. He grinned.

" OK, Frannie, what was that all about? " he asked. " We just got word that Stevie

is out of surgery and going to be okay. " " I was wondering where he was. I had a

new joke to tell him. What was the surgery about? " Frannie quickly told Belle

Ringer and the other two drivers sitting at his booth about Stevie's surgery,

then sighed. " Yeah, I'm glad he is going to be OK, " she said, " but I don't know

how he and his Mom are going to handle all the bills. From what I hear, they're

barely getting by as it is. "

 

 

Belle Ringer nodded thoughtfully, and Frannie hurried off to wait on the rest of

her tables. Since I hadn't had time to round up a busboy to replace Stevie and

really didn't want to replace him, the girls were busing their own tables that

day until we decided what to do.

 

After the morning rush, Frannie walked into my office. She had a couple of paper

napkins in her hand a funny look on her face. " What's up? " I asked. " I didn't

get that table where Belle Ringer and his friends were sitting cleared off after

they left, and Pony Pete and Tony Tipper were sitting there when I got back to

clean it off, " she said, " This was folded and tucked under a coffee cup. " She

handed the napkin to me, and three $20 bills fell onto my desk when I opened it.

On the outside, in big, bold letters, was printed " Something For Stevie " . " Pony

Pete asked me what that was all about, " she said, " so I told him about Stevie

and his Mom and everything, and Pete looked at Tony and Tony looked at Pete, and

they ended up giving me this. " She handed me another paper napkin that had

" Something For Stevie " scrawled on its outside. Two $50 bills were tucked within

its folds. Frannie looked at me with wet, shiny eyes, shook her head and said

simply " truckers. "

 

That was three months ago. Today is Thanksgiving, the first day Stevie is

supposed to be back to work. His placement worker said he's been counting the

days until the doctor said he could work, and it didn't matter at all that it

was a holiday. He called 10 times in the past week, making sure we knew he was

coming, fearful that we had forgotten him or that his job was in jeopardy.

 

I arranged to have his mother bring him to work, met them in the parking lot and

invited them both to celebrate his day back. Stevie was thinner and paler, but

couldn't stop grinning as he pushed through the doors and headed for the back

room where his apron and busing cart were waiting.

 

" Hold up there, Stevie, not so fast, " I said. I took him and his mother by

their arms. " Work can wait for a minute. To celebrate your coming back,

breakfast for you and your mother is on me. " I led them toward a large corner

booth at the rear of the room. I could feel and hear the rest of the staff

following behind as we marched through the dining room. Glancing over my

shoulder, I saw booth after booth of grinning truckers empty and join the

procession.

 

We stopped in front of the big table. Its surface was covered with coffee cups,

saucers and dinner plates, all sitting slightly crooked on dozens of folded

paper napkins. " First thing you have to do, Stevie, is clean up this mess, " I

said. I tried to sound stern. Stevie looked at me, and then at his mother, then

pulled out one of the napkins. It had " Something for Stevie " printed on the

outside. As he picked it up, two $10 bills fell onto the table. Stevie stared

at the money, then at all the napkins peeking from beneath the tableware, each

with his name printed or scrawled on it. I turned to his mother. " There's more

than $10,000 in cash and checks on that table, all from truckers and trucking

companies that heard about your problems. Happy Thanksgiving, I said.

 

Well, it got real noisy about that time, with everybody hollering and shouting,

and there were a few tears, as well. But you know what's funny? While everybody

else was busy shaking hands and hugging each other, Stevie, with a big, big

smile on his face, was busy clearing all the cups and dishes from the table.

Best worker I ever hired!

 

Pass this on so that someone might be encouraged to act like a trucker!

 

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