Death Sentence from Doctor…

It seemed surreal, like it was happening to someone else, and I was just watching. The words seemed to fall from her lips like they were encased in lead, “ You only have eight months to live.” At first, I could not believe what I was hearing. It was like I was having a nightmare, without being asleep.

The Doctor went on, ”You will need a liver transplant, and extensive drug therapy.” What? My mind screamed, but no sound was heard. After the initial shock wore down some, I rejected this option. No! I refused to become yet another statistic. Hepatitis C was doing it’s dreaded best to suck the life blood right out of me, yet I was not going to have it.

In our youth, we all seem to have a way of convincing ourselves that we are bullet proof, and that things like this “did not happen to us.” Yet here I was, surrounded by Doctors and nurses, all looking at me like I was but an inscription on a headstone. Things like this have a way of shaking us to the very core of our foundation. I was shook.

Having been raised to believe “that anything is possible,” I simply did not let this death sentence take root in my inner being. I was going to fight this, and beat it. I did not know exactly how I planned to do this, but I rejected the idea, of simply laying down and admitting defeat. One of the most powerful elements in my total recovery, was my determination. I would not give up the hope, that somehow I would look back on this day and think, “the Devil swung at me, and missed.”

Are you facing a similar demise? Have you been diagnosed with Hepatitis C, A or B? Do not give up. There is hope for recovery. I am not Superman, nor do I possess superhuman qualities, I simply did not accept the outcome projected by University Hospitals. You can do the same.

We all have choices to make in everyday life. I chose to live and not die young. You too, have the same choice. Humans have an in-born desire to continue living, even when facing incredible odds. I used this desire to fuel my determination to beat this. So can you.
Learn what I did, and how I did it. The answers to these questions are clearly laid out in the book I am about to release. To get your copy, you can order the pre-release at the bottom of this page. Will this work for you as well? The purpose of this book, is to share with others who have been diagnosed, the exact things I did, and how I did them.

Make a point to get your copy ordered today. You do not have to give up. In fact, if you give up, you have already sealed your fate. Do what I did. Have hope. Press on to find the answers. Build a fire within yourself, use that fire to do something positive.

“The journey of a thousand miles, begins with that first step.” Take that step. Walk into the story of how I overcame Hepatitis C. Let it inspire your soul to do the same. So that, you too, can look back and say: It looked as though there was no hope, but I would not give up. Today my Doctors are amazed to find that I now have the liver of a twenty-year old!

Order your copy today. Learn how you can fight back and overcome this dreaded disease.

In Memory of Johnny's Father

This picture was taken in 1997, when I went to my father's 50 Year Medical Reunion and assisted him in all of his activities. A little background on my father...he was born on 9 July 1912 in Muncie, Indiana. He attended local schools and after graduating from Muncie Central High he attended Kenyon College in Ohio, Rollins College in South Florida, and the University of Pennsylvania in Philadelphia and became an engineer. Later in his career, he graduated from Tulane Medical School during World War II and as a Naval Reserve officer he taught anatomy at Tulane for the war effort to train more doctors. He was a specialist in Tropical diseases and worked with the Hanson's disease clinic near New Orleans. Due to this interest he was part of the consortium who was working to develop antibiotics such as sulfa and penicillin which would change the treatment of many infections as well as Hanson's disease. It was paramount to the treatment of the war wounded as well.

Going to his reunion and meeting his class mates, I was associating with such medical legends as Drs. Alton Oscher, Leon Meier, Flora Finch, Bob Brown, Michael DeBakey, Dr. Herbert, Dr. F. Marascalco and many others. Dr. Michael de Bakey you may remember is the famous Houston Heart Surgeon who operated on Boris Yelson's heart; which was a very successful operation. Bob Brown is not only an excellent Doctor, but he also was one of the New York Yankee's better baseball players during 1948 and 1949. All are Tulane graduates in my Dad's class or they had Interned with him.

After graduation he worked with Dr. Oscher in the Touro Infirmary and was recognized as intern of the year and later was offered a position in the clinic that Dr. Oscher was starting in New Orleans after the war. Instead my father chose to go to Fort Walton Beach in Northwest Florida and open a general practice as that area had no medical care at the time. This was front-line medicine dealing with all manner of treatment outside his office including house calls. Working with the local Congressman Bob Sikes they established a small hospital and attracted more doctors to the area. He was the doctor of record and call when US presidents came to visit the many armed forces bases in the area. He sat on the Florida medical exam board as well as being the head of the State Board of Health for some time. In the early 1970s he retired from medical practice.

In Memory of Johnny's Mother

This picture was taken in 1955 when my Mom (Eugenia) and I were at our Family Reunion. Eugenia Annie Mae Rudulph Maxon 1917- 1973 was born on the 9th of June 1917 in Selma, Alabama to Burwell Blount Rudulph and his 2nd wife, Caroline Caffey Rudulph. This was his 7th daughter and the first child of Caroline. Three of his daughters and his 1st wife died of scarlet fever during the epidemic that spread across the country.

Eugenia grew up at Cloverdale, the family place in Lowdnes county, near Hayneville Alabama that had been in the family since 1834. She was sent to De Funiak Springs to Palmer High school, a part of the Chataqua Movement at the time. She graduated from Wheaton College in Chicago in June of 1938 with a degree in British Literature. Her classmate and good friend was to become the famous Billy Graham. She married Robert von Purucker Maxon at the First Baptist Church In Montgomery Alabama on 25 June 1938.

For several years in the early 1970's she had been battling different cancers. We were together in London in 1973 and while going through the subway turn-style she hit her right side that released toxins in her liver that took her life very shortly within days. I loved my mother very much, but I must say over and over again I am reminded throughout my whole life of the importance of good liver health.