In 2015, my life changed in an instant. As a passionate carpenter, I fell from an 8-foot ladder and was left unconscious for three days. Though I eventually returned to work, the months that followed were a blur—I wasn’t myself, and something felt deeply wrong.

A year later, unexplained health issues began to emerge. Despite countless medical tests, doctors found no answers. In search of relief, I moved from city to the wonderful Kamas Valley, adopted a healthier lifestyle, and explored the healing power of herbs. For a time, I found some improvement. But in early 2020, everything came crashing down again. A sudden and severe episode of vertigo, along with other troubling symptoms, led me to a brain specialist. An MRI revealed three scars on my brain. While cognitive tests showed I still had a high IQ of 192, I was told to prepare for cognitive decline.

But I refused to give up. I threw myself into research, determined to find a way to heal my brain, reverse the damage, and rebuild my health. By 2021, dementia-like symptoms had taken hold—walking, talking, and basic tasks became daily struggles. Undeterred, I began experimenting with herbs, mushrooms, and roots, searching for a natural formula to support my recovery.

Then, in late 2021, something shifted. In a quiet moment of reflection, I experienced an overwhelming sense of peace and clarity. It was the turning point I needed. At that quiet moment, it became clear that it was a very interesting point of life and death—a moment where everything felt suspended yet profound. With the support of my son, I perfected the formula I had been working on. By December of that year, I started to heal. Within six months, I was walking, talking, and truly living again—filled with gratitude for every breath I take.

My journey has been one of hardship, hope, and healing. Today, I share my story not just as a testament to perseverance but as a source of hope for anyone facing their own battles. There is a path to healing, and I’m here to help you find it.