Posts Tagged ‘Vitamin K2’

I’d logged too few hours of good sleep for two nights in a row. So last night, I prowled and caroused early at the Usual Haunts—no mask or helmet on my GPX cafe-racer motorbike here in Rawai Beach, Thailand.

I returned about 21.30, intending for a 22.00 retirement with an 8-hr soak. Check emails and such. Don’t touch that dial! (Netflix) That’s what got me into sleep deprivation in the first place.

Here’s one of the emails in the queue:

Just thought you’d like to chalk up a small victory.

Several years ago I was on the verge of giving up. I was what my father (a cardiologist) used to call a cardiac cripple. Walking a flight of stairs sent me to bed for 15 minutes to recover.

In desperation, I turned to the internet and found you. I was really interested in what you had to say about K2 and D3 and figured what the hell. It can’t be any worse than the advice cardiologists have been giving to me for 20 years that if anything, sped up my disease. Against my family’s skepticism, I embarked on the regimen. It was after my father’s death, but I was reassured by several conversations he and I had late in his life where he lamented the direction of the medical profession in general, and the field of cardiology in particular. I think he would have approved.

Now coincidentally, I had just had three stents put in my circumflex coronary artery, but given that I’d already had 5 stents that all closed, a triple bypass where two grafts closed, and three heart attacks, I wasn’t celebrating my new-found health.

In any case, something happened. Not instantaneously of course, but slowly, over time, I started to be able to walk increasing distances. Now I’m up to 3 miles at a 20 minute pace, three (and sometimes 4) times per week. A cath done recently because of an afib problem showed that against all hope, my three “new” stents were “clean and open” after three years. And I had never had a stent stay open for more than 6 months.

So I tell anyone who will listen (doctors, by the way, never listen) about D3, K2 and you. I can’t thank you enough. It may not match with your beliefs, but I pray for your well-being, safety, and the “others” yet to discover you and get the same sort of life-changing help I did.

Thank you again.

Let’s get one thing straight right off. Though one could possibly find statements to the contrary in this blog’s 5,000-post archives, I do very much appreciate good thoughts, well wishes, and prayers directed my way.

Feel free to blow me a kiss, too.