Part 2: My Radical Restart – The Path of Alternative Healing
After receiving a second devastating diagnosis, I made a life-changing decision: I had to find another way. The conventional medical treatments were necessary, but they nearly destroyed me. Forty rounds of radiation, chemotherapy, and a phase where I couldn't eat or drink because my throat was severely burned… my body was at its absolute limit. And yet, new tumors appeared.
I realized that if I wanted to survive, I had to radically change my approach. At first, I tried to hold on by forcing myself to eat and drink, at least a little. But after seven weeks, that was no longer possible. My body shut down. I couldn't swallow. I was fitted with a feeding tube directly into my abdomen, and I was pumped full of a slimy synthetic formula packed with sugar and chemicals I knew I needed to avoid.
When Conventional Treatment Wasn't Enough
As my weight dropped rapidly, I still tried to stimulate my muscles using the MedPad whenever I could. Then came the next blow when three new tumors appeared in my lungs. That moment shook me to the core. I felt powerless, lost, and angry. But just when it seemed darkest, a friend from Germany reached out. He said something I'll never forget:
"Henri, you need to start doing your own research. Don't just accept what the hospital tells you. There are things out there that can help. Try CDL and DMSO."
Discovering a World Beyond Conventional Oncology
At first, I was skeptical. But the more I read, the more I discovered an entire world beyond conventional oncology. A world filled with brave survivors, bold researchers, and protocols that challenged everything I had known. These were people who had defied the odds and were willing to share how. I dove in. I read studies. I listened to podcasts. I spoke with doctors and therapists open to integrative medicine.
I ordered key compounds like Methylene Blue, AHCC, and Shilajit and began building my own recovery protocol. That's when I made the decision that changed everything. I switched to a strict ketogenic diet. At that point, I could barely eat and had lost all sense of taste due to the radiation damage. But I knew that nutrition was part of the fight.
I believed that a ketogenic, sugar-free approach was a vital weapon against cancer. It gave me hope. Not blind hope, but structured, focused, determined hope.
A belief that my body wasn't my enemy, but my ally.
The VisionBody EMS system that became my lifeline
Training Not Just for Strength, But for Survival
I started training with the very system I had spent over a decade perfecting, the Visionbody Fast Track Muscle System. Years of testing, countless resources, and relentless refinement had gone into building it. This time, I wasn't training just for strength but for survival.
The EMS EMA Ultimate Fast Track Muscle System, capable of stimulating 98 percent of the body's muscle mass, was no longer just a breakthrough in fitness. It became my lifeline. A reflection of everything I had fought for. An extension of my will to live.
Fighting Muscle Loss Is Fighting Cancer
I knew that if I wanted to win this battle, I had to rebuild my body. Many cancer patients do not die from tumors. They die from muscle loss. Even on the days I could barely stand, I pushed through EMS sessions. I knew I was losing critical muscle tissue, muscle that supports the immune system, regulates metabolism, and holds life force itself.
So I used the Visionbody Suit and the MedPad with precision and consistency. Sometimes just for a few minutes a day. But every impulse counted. Every contraction reminded my body that it was alive.
The Body's Remarkable Response
And then, something incredible happened. My body began to respond. My energy surged. The pain faded. Day by day, I felt stronger, more alive, more determined than ever to keep going.
Three months later, I had another PET scan. Three lung tumors were completely gone. A new lesion had appeared, but I did not flinch. I faced it head-on with the same powerful combination of targeted radiation backed by my full holistic protocol.
This time, I was ready. My body was resilient. My mind was sharp. I did not just endure the treatment. I dominated it.
I was no longer just fighting cancer. I was leading the charge.
The Journey Continues
And so does the fight.
To be continued…