🧠 ÚLTIMO DÍA DEL CONGRESO | INTERNATIONAL CARIBBEAN CONGRESS ON OBESITY AND METABOLIC HEALTH
Hoy me encuentro en el último día de este importante Congreso Internacional sobre Obesidad y Salud Metabólica. 🌎🩺
Tres días de aprendizaje, actualización científica y nuevas herramientas para continuar transformando la manera en que abordamos la obesidad y las enfermedades metabólicas.
💡 Porque tratar la obesidad no es simplemente poner una inyección para bajar de peso.
Es comprender la fisiología del paciente, identificar las causas que dificultan su progreso y aplicar estrategias basadas en evidencia para mejorar su salud, composición corporal, energía y calidad de vida.
Como médico comprometido con la Optimización Metabólica, continúo educándome para ofrecer una atención más completa, responsable y fundamentada en la ciencia .
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Recordar y prohibido olvidar el PPD y sus grandes contribuciones de obras le costó al fondo de retiro perdidas por más de tres mil millones todo lo que toca el PPDEATH es malo para PR
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Señor te sigo rogando por la salud de todos los enfermos que padecen diferentes enfermedades, que se encuentran hospitalizados o en sus hogares, por todos los enfermos que están graves. Señor por tus Santísimas Llagas dales la sanacion y la fortaleza que necesitan amén
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Michael Hingson was on the 78th floor of the North Tower when the plane hit.
Blind since birth.
His guide dog, Roselle, was under the desk.❤️🐾
The building lurched. Smoke poured in. People were screaming.
Roselle stood up, waited for the harness and started walking.
78 floors.
• Firefighters passed them going UP.
• A woman froze on the stairs. He talked her down.
• Roselle never panicked. Never pulled. Never stopped.
They hit the lobby. Then the street.
Minutes later, the South Tower came down and a wall of dust swallowed them.
Roselle kept leading.
He lived. She lived.
A man who couldn’t see the stairs and a dog that already knew the only way out was down.
That’s the America they tried to break that morning.
They didn’t.
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On September 11, 2001, dogs served in different ways across the World Trade Center disaster — searching rubble, detecting danger, and guiding people through smoke-filled stairwells to safety.
Apollo, an NYPD German Shepherd, searched the ruins of Ground Zero alongside rescue crews.
Bretagne, a young Golden Retriever with Texas Task Force 1, worked through dust, twisted steel, and devastation. Years later, she became widely remembered as the last known surviving 9/11 search-and-rescue dog.
Jake, a black Labrador who had once been abandoned and badly injured, grew up to become a certified search-and-rescue dog. After 9/11, he spent days working through the wreckage at Ground Zero.
Sirius, a Port Authority Police yellow Labrador trained to detect explosives, was inside the World Trade Center that morning. His handler, Officer David Lim, secured him before rushing to help others evacuate.
Lim survived.
Sirius did not.
He became known as the only police dog killed in the 9/11 attacks.
And then there were Roselle and Salty.
They weren’t searching the rubble.
They were guide dogs.
Roselle helped her blind handler, Michael Hingson, escape from the 78th floor of the North Tower.
Salty helped his blind handler, Omar Rivera, descend from the 71st floor.
Through darkness, noise, fear, crowded stairwells, and chaos, they kept moving.
Six dogs.
Six very different stories.
Search dogs. Police dogs. Guide dogs.
None of them knew the meaning of terrorism.
None understood why that morning had changed America forever.
They simply did what they had been trained to do — and stayed beside the people who depended on them.
More than two decades later, their names still deserve to be remembered.
Apollo. Bretagne. Jake. Sirius. Roselle. Salty.
They searched.
They guided.
They served.
Never forget September 11, 2001. 🇺🇸🐾
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Michael Hingson was on the 78th floor of the North Tower on September 11, 2001.
He has been blind since birth.
His guide dog, Roselle, was under his desk when the plane hit.
The building lurched.
Smoke filled the offices.
People shouted.
Roselle stood, calm, and waited for the harness.
They went into Stairwell B and started down. Seventy-eight floors.
Firefighters passed them going up.
Jet fuel burned in the air.
A woman stopped, too afraid to keep walking.
Hingson talked her forward.
Roselle never pulled away, never panicked, never stopped.
They reached the lobby and then the street.
Minutes later the South Tower fell and a wall of dust rolled over them.
Roselle kept leading.
Hingson lived.
Roselle lived.
They walked out of a building that would not be standing an hour later.
He has spent the years since telling the story not as a miracle of sight, but as a story of trust: a man who could not see the stairs, and a dog who did not need to be told that the only way out was down.
Remember Michael Hingson.
Remember Roselle.
Remember everyone who started down those stairs and never reached the street.
911 - HE WAS THE JANITOR🔑
And on September 11, 2001 the key in his pocket suddenly became one of the most important keys in America.
His name was William Rodriguez.
He had worked at the World Trade Center for roughly 20 years.
That morning, Rodriguez was in the basement of the North Tower when American Airlines Flight 11 struck the building.
Chaos erupted.
A badly burned man appeared.
Rodriguez helped him.
Then he could have gotten out.
He went back … Because Rodriguez had something almost nobody else in that building had:
A MASTER KEY 🔑
It opened the stairwell doors throughout the North Tower.
Firefighters and police were rushing into a building thousands of terrified people were trying to escape.
Rodriguez knew the building.
And he had the key.
So he went UP with the rescuers.
Floor after floor.
Door after door.
Unlock. Open. Keep moving.
People were coming down.
Rodriguez kept going up.
He reportedly made it as high as the 39th floor before firefighters ordered him to turn around.
Think about that.
The building had been struck by a passenger jet.
Smoke was spreading.
People were desperately trying to get OUT.
And the janitor was climbing farther INSIDE.
Rodriguez eventually made it back down and survived.
But approximately 200 people he knew at the World Trade Center did not.
25 years later he still carries the memories of that morning.
And he still has the master key.
We remember the firefighters.
We remember the police officers.
We remember the passengers who fought back.
🔥We should also remember the janitor with the key.
William Rodriguez wasn’t carrying a badge.
He wasn’t carrying a weapon.
He was carrying something much simpler.
A key.
And when America was attacked, he used what he had to help save whoever he could.
Never forget William Rodriguez.
Una de las historias más conmovedoras del 911, es la historia de Roselle y su dueño Michael Hingson. Michael era invidente y trabajaba en el piso 78 de la torre Norte del World Trade Center.
Roselle estaba entrenada para ser sus ojos, y cuando el avión del vuelo 11 impactó la torre 16 pisos más arriba de donde ellos se encontraban, en medio del caos, empezó a guiar a Michael por las escaleras de emergencia..
Don Carlos siguió estratégicamente las instrucciones de una de las presuntas estafadoras para lograr que llegara hasta su residencia donde ya la esperaba la Policía. https://t.co/9RnxmdMHLt