In 1976, doctors in the US diagnosed Stamatis Moraitis with incurable lung cancer, so he accepted that his death would be imminent and inevitable. Nine different doctors told him that he had six to nine months to live and that he should begin aggressive treatment - chemotherapy - immediately. But he did not agree to undergo the therapy and instead returned to his birthplace - a village in Greece
"At that time, a funeral in the US cost a lot, so I told my wife, 'Let's go back to Ikaria.' And so we started drinking wine and waiting for the day," says Stamatis.
Then something amazing happened. At the very beginning he was depressed and lay in bed all day while his wife and mother took care of him. One day, however, his will to live returns. It started with an active life. Every Sunday he went up to the hill where the Greek Orthodox church was located, where his grandfather was a priest. He began to meet the locals after they found out that he had returned to his native land. Spent several hours with them talking and drinking wine.
"At least I will be happy," he thought. The next month, for some reason, he began to feel the power. One day he decided to plant a garden. He did not expect that he would be able to work so much, but he started to wake up early and go out. Had lunch of vegetables from his garden. And when it got dark he would go to the local cafe to play dominoes until late at night.
“I don't drink merchant wines because they put a lot of additives in them. Even if I go somewhere where they don't offer house wine, I bring my own, says Stamatis.
Years passed, and he felt more and more he althy. He renovated his house and annually produced up to 1.5000 liters of homemade wine.
After 30 years of such a life, he turned 97 years old. He decided to visit the doctors who gave him the terrible diagnosis to check what happened. When he returned, he realized that he had outlived them all. Although he never went to chemotherapy, which should have given him just a little more time.
The only thing he did was go back to the village. The man died at an incredible 102 years of old age, and the cancer was long gone.