An Unforgettable Ride
Imagine you’re twenty-something years old, steadily working through life’s challenges. You look fit because you frequent the gym and are active with sports. You’ve got an average job and mediocre life – but that’s alright because someday it will be better – and you’ve got all the time in the world on your side.
Who can complain, anyway?
There are people starving overseas and their lands are distraught with strife and war. We should be happy to have our warm home, cable TV and pizza delivery service!
As an upstanding member of the status quo, things progress normally until one day you wake up with a very unfamiliar pain in your lower back.
Like most twenty-something year olds would, you shrug it off. “Must be a pulled muscle from the gym,” you say, rationalizing the situation.
But not only does the pain persist – it intensifies. As the morning shifts to afternoon, you know in your gut that something just isn’t right.
“Weird… my heart’s been palpitating on and off all day,” you admittedly realize. You’ve had palpitations once or twice before, during that old energy drink kick, but never like this.
The palpitations are rapidly increasing in frequency… and you find yourself at the bathroom mirror, peering into your reflection to glean an intuitive answer to this strange problem. Your dire complexion suggests that you may not wish to know the answer, after all.
Your face is pale and ghastly with a green hue. Your hands and body are cold and clammy…
You immediately wince and clench your chest in agony and confusion. Those eerily unusual heart-palpitations are now followed by a sharp, heavy-pressured, debilitating pain in your chest.
This incredible pain is nearly matched by the throbbing discomfort radiating from your lower back. You become aware that it was not a sore muscle after all – the pain appears to be emanating from your kidneys.
Hanging up the phone, your mother is now on her way to take you to urgent care. You know deep down this is an emergency, and something is very wrong.
Helping you to the car, your mother begins to witness the severity of the situation. The temperature outside is in the 80’s, yet your clothes are drenched from the cold-sweats that accompany the recurring waves of heart palpitations.
Weaving frantically through traffic, your mom is even more frightened than you are.
“Please hurry, it’s getting worse…” you tell her, carefully choosing your words, as this is the least alarming way to explain the truly exceptional degree of pain and shock you feel. The heavy-pressured chest pain has continuously intensified and you are now officially having a heart attack.
Burgeoning through the doors of urgent care, you sit down as your mother gets help for you. A short sit indeed, only moments pass before you run back outside to vomit. Within a moment of getting your vitals, an ambulance is called to take you to the ER right away.
As the ambulance flies down the road with sirens wailing, your heart rate is now surging upwards to nearly 200 beats per minute. You can’t help but wonder “Is this the end…?”
The EMTs work diligently to stabilize you and you are eternally grateful. You make it to the hospital, but this bewildering ride is far from over.
An expert team of doctors dedicate themselves to finding out what caused this nightmare. Still struggling to regain your wits and strength, you spend the next week laid-up in a hospital bed as you are pricked and prodded for tests.
News That’ll Give You Grey Chest-Hairs
Courage is being scared to death, but saddling up anyway. – John Wayne
The nightmarish ride described above happened to me in real life at 25 years old, just as it is written. Among the myriad of tests performed during the hospital stay, it was discovered that I had a tumor inside me.
Yep, the Big C.
Everyone was shocked to see a fit 25 year old diagnosed with cancer. Myself especially! This type of event is normally reserved for those in their 50s, 60s or older.
The doctors explained that the tumor was growing alongside my aorta – the major blood highway in the body. It was growing rapidly and if not removed, it would fatally choke off my blood supply.
I was released from the hospital with a scheduled date for surgery. Still floored, I spent the following weeks in a deeply contemplative state of mind.
Sometimes we face events so shocking and forceful, that our belief systems are shaken down to their core; reduced to rubble. Beliefs like this statement, which I upheld for years:
I’ve got all the time in the world! There’s years ahead to focus on my true calling, ideal relationship, big goals and other such matters. I’m as healthy as any other regular guy, and can always improve later… right?
I only had myself to blame, but I was very upset. I felt as if I’d been lied to. I felt vulnerable, scared and uncertain. I began to question everything – because what happened to me was not supposed to happen! Where had I gone wrong?
These events changed the course of my life forever.
Facing the threat of cancer, I found that my desire to live was incredibly strong.
I knew deep in my heart what I wanted. It was seen through a vision of magnificent clarity, one that I’d never experienced before.
There were plenty of dreams I still had to chase, and lots of life to live. I became aggressively defiant against the notion that cancer would crush these dreams of mine – and it re-invigorated me.
I then firmly decided:
No more mediocrity.
No more waiting for tomorrow.
No more fooling myself to believe I could be satisfied by anything less than stellar.
Life itself is extraordinary– and should be filled with equally extraordinary experiences.
When Scary Meets Serendipity
My unforgettable ride to the hospital was alarming, but was not induced by the tumor!
The doctors explained that I came down with a septic pneumonia, which brought me to the hospital. The tumor was then discovered coincidentally!
Without the pneumonia, I’d not have been hospitalized and the tumor not found. The rapidly growing tumor would have killed me randomly, with no warning! As it cut off the aorta’s blood flow, I could have suffered a fatal stroke while playing basketball.
What would YOU do with a second chance?
Off the Bed and On a Mission
The expert doctors were able to slice that tumor out. They had to cut through my abdominals to reach the deep centered tumor. I couldn’t use my abs or core for quite some time ‘til the muscles reconnected. I also endured through a nauseating 12 week radiation program.
I was disheartened to find out that the hospital had no long term prevention protocol; or insight as to how I developed the tumor. Their only advice, with all the knowledge and research available today, was to come back every 6 months to get re-screened for tumors! Then I could hop back in a chair and go under the knife again! Zero diet or lifestyle recommendations.
This angered me greatly. Fueled by desire, I became relentless; a man possessed. Deep down, I knew that what happened to me was not normal. I demanded answers.
The process began with studying me. I spent several years at the drawing board, reconstructing everything about my health and mindset and rebuilding from the ground up. Then the focus widened exponentially, and I realized how many others were suffering from poor health, low energy, negative thoughts or lack of prosperity.
In the years that followed, after building my own body and mind to an exceptional level I began reaching out to help others do the same.
This is how my deathbed became a springboard for health and prosperity. That challenging, traumatic experience ended up being one of the best things that ever happened to me.
It became a life-changing catalyst for positive growth.
Rising to the occasion of this extreme challenge, my life was changed forever. It launched me into an entirely new and exciting direction, where I found the health and prosperity I knew exists.
When life throws you a problem, look at it from a different perspective. Often it is an opportunistic challenge in disguise. If you can overcome it, you’ll gain new insight, experience, and strength.