Must be doing something right...

Doug and I both received e-mails from his Uncle Dan the other day, with some awesome news. Before I say what it is, let me back-track about 8 months ago.

Uncle Dan, Doug's biological uncle (I call him this because Doug has a bio. father whom he doesn't call "father" and a "father" who isn't really blood, but close enough), called us up in misery. He had been suffering with liver cancer, and before that a whole slew of other problems, that put him out of work and on disability for a few years. He kept taking the drugs, treatments, and whatever the MD's made him do. Needless to say, the man was dying, and wanting to die to get out of his dis-eased body. Nothing was helping him, only making him sicker. He is only in his 50's, which isn't really that old, and definitely too young to be wanting to fall into a grave. Doug's Mom is still friends with him (he is her ex-husband's brother, but she was friends with Dan first). They have a lot in common, and a mutual hate for Doug's bio. father (don't worry it is a healthy one that they don't spend any time caring about or discussing). Anyway, she was telling Dan that he needed to come and stay with us for a while. We could teach him all we know, and change his life. She told him that we changed hers and her husband's life, and now they are so healthy and loving life, and looking forward to many long years left together, sickness-free. She told him how I healed myself through Chiropractic care and dietary changes, and how healthy our kids are all the time. It felt great to hear this about ourselves coming second-hand through Uncle Dan from Doug's Mom. I never realized I guess, how much we had done for them, and how much she appreciated it. He was on board. He wanted to know what we knew, and wanted to know if he could stay with us for a week to learn what he could about getting better. We invited him for a month, and he took the invite.

When Uncle Dan arrived, he was VERY sick, and didn't have too much hope left in him, but at that point, he was willing and ready to try anything else to give life one last shot. He was a great student. We had lots of long conversations on living a healthy lifestyle, which included proper dietary changes, soul-searching to the root of the emotional aspect of the problem, and spirituality. Body, mind, and soul. After a few days, he was looking better, feeling better, and had renewed hope that life would be prolonged for him. By the end of the stay, he was like a different man. We even had talks on what he was going to do now that he was feeling good again, and goal setting to have something to look forward to.

When he arrived back home, his "wife" barely recognized him. She started crying, and said that she had NEVER seen him look so good and healthy. She was in shock. It had only been 3 1/2 weeks. She could hardly believe it. She kept telling him that she felt like aliens had abducted her old Dan and replaced him with a shiny new one.
We knew we were onto something, and that it would be a matter of time before we would get the "good news" from the MD, as long as he was able to keep up with all we had taught him.

Well, as I tearfully write this, the "good news" has arrived. His cancer is in complete and total remission (which rarely happens with the type of cancer he had), his vertigo is practically gone, and his acid reflux is gone, along with a slew of other minor problems. He is a happy man again, and is loving life once more. He has been eating a raw food diet, and has a ton of energy. He has even decided to go back to school and become a drug addiction counselor. What a turn around from last year!
It just shows us that we must be doing something right!