DR VLADIMIR ZEV ZELENKO ZT”L
we missed his yahrzeit *Alef Tammuz and we will always miss this courageous man
Memories of My Brother, Dr. Vladimir Zelenko Volume 4: How the Protocol Was Born By Frank (Ephraim) Zelenko |
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It's time to clear up a few things. I should've done this initially in the first essay. It's important for people to know how it went down. It's important for truth seekers, historians and anyone else that understands the inherent sanctity of truth. Here are some of the highlights from the article, which you can click through to read in full... |
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THE MIRACLE HIDING IN PLAIN SIGHT |
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“A miracle is a message from G-d to mankind, it's an opportunity for mankind to develop a closer relationship to its Creator.” It was late February, early March of 2020. The northeast of the United States was hit by Covid like a sledgehammer. Dr. Zelenko's community was hit very hard. 35,000 people living within a square mile — weddings, bar mitzvahs, prayer services three times a day, every day. A virus like Covid spread through it like wildfire. |
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“He was the guardian of their physical health and to many people there, a spiritual guardian as well.” Most know my brother as a doctor, but fewer know that he was also a great Rabbi. He wasn't officially ordained but he was a brilliant Torah scholar, as learned as most Rabbis, if not more so. His community became like family to him. |
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NO DIRECTIVES. NO ANSWERS. NO TIME. |
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“Their advice was to stay home, take Tylenol, get sicker and then come to the hospital and get put on a ventilator. Dr. Zelenko could not and would not accept that.” There didn't seem to be any directives from the federal or state government. National health institutions had no helpful directives. He had to do something, and he prayed intensely to G-d for a solution. Our mother advised him to find out what healthcare professionals and research scientists tried in the countries that Covid had already gone through. |
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“He felt that he was being guided by the divine hand. He and his patients had nothing to lose and everything to gain, so he rolled the proverbial dice.” He decided to focus on three substances — hydroxychloroquine, zinc, and azithromycin. Off the shelf. Safe. Ubiquitously available. Really cheap. It's a formula he called the risk-to-reward ratio — always the lowest risk approach that could yield the greatest reward. |
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THE CALLS THAT CHANGED EVERYTHING |
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“I remember thinking, the world outside is in a complete panic, hospitals are preparing for the worst, and I'm on the phone with one recovered patient after another. It was surreal.” My brother was so busy taking in new patients, I was brought in to reach out to the ones he'd already treated. They were alive. They were well. These were people who by every metric should have deteriorated — elderly, compromised, vulnerable — and they were home, recovered, going about their lives. |
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LIVING PEOPLE. WALKING BACK IN. |
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 “These weren't theoretical projections or laboratory hopes — these were living people walking back into his office.” In those early weeks the world was bracing for mass casualties, hospitals were preparing for overflow, and fear was spreading faster than the virus itself. Yet in his small community, high-risk patients who by all expectations should have deteriorated were stabilizing, breathing easier, and recovering. |
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The rest of this story — what he did next, who he told, and the even larger miracle that was still to come — will be published next week. Stay tuned.. |
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1 comment:
May his memory be a blessing forever. Use to read about the treatment in 2020 .A remarkable individual
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