Working as a massage therapist in the 90s, I received some really interesting phone calls. My going rate back then was $60 dollars an hour. I placed ads in the newspaper to get my clients. (It was popular then) 

This particular day, I received a page from an unfamiliar number in an area code unknown. It was 1 hour away. A desperate man on the other end. “I’ll pay you $200 a visit plus travel.” I was thinking there is only one thing a person wants for $200 an hour and I was not giving it up. “Sir, I think you have the wrong number.” He begged me to listen. “I am a homebody and I hurt all the time. You can bring anyone you like just come see me. I will pay you for your time if you choose not to take the offer” $200 back then is like $500 today or close. 

Needless to say, I went to listen.

We negotiated $200 a visit for a massage and $75 for gas 3 times a week. 

Client: Male, 6’5, weighing 600+ pounds, and stuck in his home!

I will never forget the first encounter. I nervously knocked on the door, he opened it and everything went black! I screamed with such fright. Then, I composed myself. Apologized. He was very understanding. I screamed because he covered the door and it blackened by view. He was that obese.  

One day, he knocked me down while I was walking on his back. That was the only way to give him a deep tissue massage. I fell down because he wanted to reach for food. I felt so disrespected as a therapist and a professional. I was dripping in sweat, exhausted, hurt and full of frustration. 

I screamed out… “What happened to you!” 

He explained he was a model and dated one and she left him for an uglier (his opinion) guy. I was dumbfounded. (I understand now people have all kinds of reasons to shut down) I was pissed. I asked… “Are you kidding me” “NO” He said with such a whimpering look. 

I screamed with a soul-piercing tone… “So, you just going to lay there and let her win? ” I bet she is happy knowing she made the right decision. Every time, she thinks about you, she is satisfied knowing she left you.” 

He sat silent. I asked him… DO YOU WANT HELP? He whispered “Yes”

I created a plan to create a mind shift in order to get him ready to lose weight and keep it off!

We meditated, created affirmations for mirror therapy, and wrote a 10-page vision statement. We ordered the largest treadmill that would hold him and he walked till he was tired. Rested and walked more. He ate only when hungry. Drank water and tea basically all day to flush toxins. 

HE LOST 400+ Pound in a YEAR!