Following Laura's miraculous transformation, news traveled rapidly.
My neighbor Marcus - construction foreman, 6'2", hardened by decades of physical labor - appeared at my door near midnight.
"Whatever fixed Laura... I'm desperate for it RIGHT NOW."
This man hadn't operated power tools in nearly four years. Bone-on-bone knee devastation had him consuming OxyContin like candy just to remain vertical.
12 minutes with my prototype device.
He broke down crying.
Not from agony. From overwhelming relief.
"Someone just removed the bone-grinding torture from my knee," he said in disbelief.
Within 72 hours, I had desperate people forming lines in my driveway.
Elementary teachers unable to stand during lessons...
Marathon runners craving to compete again...
Grandparents heartbroken about missing time with grandchildren...
Every. Single. Person. Experienced. Relief.
That's when the intimidation campaign commenced.
Initially, the approach seemed "collegial."
A veteran knee surgeon I'd collaborated with for years cornered me at a medical conference:
"Michael, your activities are reckless.
Patients require legitimate medical intervention.
You need to cease operations before we all lose our practices... I mean, before someone suffers serious harm."
Then legal threats arrived in certified mail.
Three separate law firms. All representing "concerned medical professionals" claiming I was "practicing medicine without proper authorization."
The ultimate threat?
My largest surgical equipment supplier - a corporation I'd patronized for 15 years - abruptly canceled my orders.
"Sorry Michael, corporate directive. Nothing personal."
They wanted me silenced because I'd developed something that could devastate their entire profit model.
A therapeutic device that:
Addresses the ROOT CAUSE of knee pain (not merely symptoms)
Functions in just 12 minutes daily (not weeks of appointments)
Costs less than ONE single cortisone injection (not thousands in procedures)
Empowers people to heal independently at home (not in some overpriced clinic)
But here's their fatal miscalculation...
I wasn't about to let some corporate boardroom bureaucrats stop me now.