Once in a while we get such a remarkable story that we feel we have to draw special attention to it. This one was such a story — it so inspired us we are reproducing it here in full.
“My name was Randy. Fifteen years ago, at age 20, my life just beginning. How could I have imagined the challenges that I would soon face.
I was born and raised on the East coast. When I was 19, I traveled to Las Vegas to seek my fortune. I met and married a wonderful woman and we moved to Moab, Utah to start our life together and raise a family.
I got a job working at an oil company’s tank shop, making repairs to the tankers that were used to haul fuel and crude oil. One afternoon, I was working on an empty tanker that had contained Lisbon crude oil but was now full of H2S gas. When I opened the hatch, I was overcome by the fumes and plunged head first into the tank. I was found right away by two men but they were unable to get me out of the tank on their own. By the time I was retrieved from the tank, I had been breathing H2S gas (and virtually no oxygen) for more than 20 minutes. When they pulled me out, I was no longer breathing and had turned navy blue from my head to my groin. They revived me and rushed me to the hospital ... I was not expected to live.
For thirty days, I was in a coma. When I came out of the coma, I was expected to remain a vegetable for the rest of my life. Because of extensive nerve and brain damage, I couldn’t talk, walk, turn over, go to the bathroom or feed myself. I was like a small baby. The road back was long and hard. I spent six months in the Rehabilitation Center in Grand Junction, Colorado, learning how to walk and talk ... trying to get to a place where I could be taken home. I would run my words together so fast it sounded like gibberish.
My wife, Janee, was repeatedly advised to place me in a rest home and get on with her life. I was not expected to get any better and she was told that there was nothing more she could do. She simply wouldn’t accept this. She believed that since God had built this beautiful temple we call a body, there must be something we could feed it so that it would repair itself. She began studying herbal and natural remedies to find something that would help me.
My life was pretty tough. The accident had compromised my immune response and I was sick almost constantly, usually spending two weeks out of every month in the hospital. Then, in October of 1983, Janee was introduced to colostrum. The colostrum she found helped although I was still in and out of the hospital with pneumonia and other serious infections. I was also dealing with a lot of other health problems. My walk was slow and precise, as I had a hard time with my equilibrium. I couldn’t remember anything for more than a few seconds. My whole day had to be narrated to me one task at a time — from waking up to getting dressed, to brushing my teeth and combing my hair. I was also given tasks to keep me active but most of the things I helped with had to be redone.
I couldn’t tell if I was hungry or full. I would eat until I threw up or until someone told me to stop — whichever came first. I really had to be watched when we went to the buffet in town. I had lost almost all sensitivity in my skin — I couldn’t tell hot from cold or if I was being touched. I couldn’t sense pressure or how hard I was touching something. Needless to say, I broke a lot of things. I went through at least three electric razors each year because I would burn out the motors from pressing too hard while I was shaving.
I had lost five years of my memory at the time of the accident and all current memory as well. As I had been married for only one year before the accident and had only known my wife for one year before that, I’m sure you can imagine how frightening it was for me to be surrounded by loving strangers. I was in a place I did not know, surrounded by people who obviously loved me but whom I usually couldn’t place. I felt so trapped!
Eventually, my wife and I divorced but she continued to care for me... I felt that, with her, I had a chance to live a halfway decent life. I didn’t want to go to a care center or go back to my family to be a burden on them. Janee met and married Troy, who is now my best friend. They had two little girls, who both call me ‘uncle’! My life was full despite all my health problems.
Janee always had her friends and clients investigating different sources and brands of colostrum. In October of 1996, one of her clients came in with a bottle of colostrum unlike any she had seen before. This brand was processed with minimal heat so that all the active ingredients remained intact.
I started taking four capsules of this new colostrum every day — hoping that it would prevent me from getting sick in the coming winter. I took two in the morning and two in the afternoon.
Janee really didn’t expect more from this brand of colostrum than from any other brand. However, much to her surprise, in January, she found me rummaging in the fridge. I was hungry! Imagine not being hungry for 14 years and then, ‘bang!’, I was hungry.
Over the next 3 months, amazing things started to happen — and are still happening! Janee could not keep these wonderful changes to herself. She was so excited about what this colostrum had done for me, she took the opportunity to tell the people in our town at a town meeting.
Everyone in town was used to me sitting quietly... I would never speak unless someone spoke directly to me. Janee stood up in front of the room and asked me if I would mind coming up and standing next to her. You could have heard a pin drop as I walked ‘normally’ to the front of the room. She asked me to stand with my back to the audience and told me that she was going to touch me. She told me to turn around if I felt any sensation from her touch. Janee placed her hand lightly on my shoulder and I immediately turned around. There were gasps from the audience as I clearly said, ‘Janee, I felt you touch me’.
This new colostrum has made me feel like I’ve been let out of prison. I can actually think again. It’s so wonderful to be able to know what’s going on around me and to be a part of life again. Everyone in town is talking about me. I now greet everyone I see and can actually think of things to say to them. I am starting to regain control of my own life.
One of the first decisions I made since I started to feel so much better was to change my name. The damaged person I was before is gone forever. Although I’m still having some health problems, I have so much more than I ever thought I would be able to have. I am better able to get on with my life. I’m always excited to meet new people and when I do, I tell them — ‘my name is Buck’.”
The Sovereign Health Initiative is committed to the belief that each person holds sovereignty over his or her body. We further support the principle that in order to take ownership of one’s health, it is necessary to make informed decisions through self-education. To this end, it is our aim to offer critical information to educate the public on how to live a lifetime in optimal health.