therapy report of
Santiago
2004-08-03
Hi, my name is Santiago. I am a 43 year old man and a son of a doctor who was trained in the United States. As a doctor’s son and personally having had 7 years experience working in Southeast Asia’s biggest pharmaceutical firm, western medicine was no doubt the best remedy for me whenever I needed medical treatment. Well it was, until I met my good friend Bill. Who’s Bill? Let me put it this way, Bill is a very intelligent person with a vast knowledge in technology. He would be the first person to know how to use James Bond’s gadgets even before James did. When you ask Bill about a car or a computer for instance, he will give you all the technical aspects from function to technology. If he says that a car is good, he will tell you why it is good and he will give you an entire lecture that will make you feel like you’ re in an Engineering class. You can rest assured that whatever he says is based on facts because even if you checked from whatever encyclopedia or technical books you can grab to find out if he’s bluffing, this will only confirm the truthfulness of Bill’s words.
That’s Bill, let me tell you now a few things about myself. When I was one year old, I had convulsions. At the age of ten I had Tonsillectomy , at fifteen I had Appendectomy, at nineteen I had Stomach Ulcers, at twenty three I had spontaneous Pneumothorax and soon (after I grew tired of counting my age) I developed Hyperacidity, Irritable Bowel Syndrome, Nerve Allergies and the latest to my collection, is Vertigo. Who would ever believe that I’m a doctor’s son!
One day at the office Bill noticed that my face turned red and he cautioned me about it. Being a good friend he became concerned about my health. As days went by, I had to quit from my job because of my Vertigo problem, a few months after that. Bill was laid off. However, Bill and I continued to see each other after dinner time just to chat and exchange ideas on how we can do something about our miserable lives in Canada. ( we both did not like living in Canada) One day, Bill comes to me and tells me… “How about selling stuff to cure HIV!” “Wow” I thought, first we lose our jobs and now were losing our minds! “How and where can we find a cure for HIV?” I asked. That’s when Bill mentioned about “Dr. Long’s Soup Therapy”.
Let’s backtrack a bit. Just a few seconds ago, I was telling you about Bill being a high-tech guy and now, just a few sentences down this page, here I am telling you about Bill believing that …”soup can actually cure HIV!” Sounds weird right! Then again, who am I to judge. I’m a Catholic and I believe that Jesus cured people by merely laying his hands on them. Don’t Catholic priests conduct healing masses nowadays? What if he gave some people the power to heal others regardless if they were Catholics or not, I thought. Like I said, who am I to judge.
It took a couple of months later before Bill and I talked about Dr. Long and his soup therapy again since we both were busy looking for jobs. Well, I landed with a contractual job with a curator setting up an exhibition for a special event while Bill was hired in a publishing company on a regular basis. After the exhibition, Bill helped me out by introducing me to the publishing company he presently works for and now, thanks to Bill’s persistence, we are back working together. This gave us the opportunity to spend more time together, in fact, Bill comes to the house every night for our regular patio ritual to give us time to unwind, brainstorm and talk about our business. Of course, Dr. Long’s soup therapy is always a regular topic (aside from all the corporate mentoring of course).
One night, while we were enjoying our patio ritual, I noticed that I was feeling cold while Bill and the other people I shared the house with felt perfectly normal and so I told Bill about this physical problem which I had for some time now. Thus, he finally convinced me to take Dr. Long’s soup therapy.
A couple of days later, Bill arrived with Dr. Long’s prescription and the following day we bought the things I needed for my soup therapy.
The people I stay with were surprised to see how serious I was with my soup therapy. They teased me when they saw how funny I looked like counting tiny seeds and beans for my soup. They were skeptical about what I was doing. I always reasoned out though that I had really nothing to lose in trying it. “It’s only soup” I told them. Who cares if it won’t work, I like soup anyway and how can tiny seeds and beans affect my body at all! (that’s what I thought…I guess I spoke too soon!) . And so I began my treatment.
Day 1 of treatment
July 23 (Friday)
8:01 pm - I took my first dose
8:05 pm - I felt a stinging pain on my right shoulder
8:06 pm - The stinging pain traveled to my arms and they began to feel weak
8:07 pm - Veins in both my arms began to swell
9:11 pm - The swelling subsided
Day 2 of treatment
July 24 (Saturday)
10:01 am - I took my second dose slowly (like taking coffee)
10:08 am - I went out for a cigarette smoke
10:12 am - My right shoulder cracked and felt relief (I always had pain there)
10:13 am - The veins in my arms began to swell again
10:45 am - I urinated with a yellowish and greenish color
11:00 am - Mosquitoes were biting my feet
11:01 am - I noticed that there were four people in the house…and I was the only one being bitten by the mosquitoes
11:02 am - I noticed that there were actually no mosquitoes in the house and I slowly became irritated by the stinging sensation
11:03 am - Now my toes and fingers felt like being bitten by mosquitoes…I stared and observed my hands and fingers and realized that there were really no mosquitoes biting me at all. I was just feeling itchy.
11:16 am - I felt like something was tickling my left knee (the knee that developed fluids due to athletic injuries before)
11:17 am - I wanted to kick my left knee because I was bothered by it. The itch in my toes and fingers were bad enough for me. Besides I needed to concentrate on my work and I did not need the distraction. My good friend Bill just gave me 5 more reports to make a few days ago
12:30 am - I urinated with an orange color (which freaked me out!) and then minutes after the itching stopped
3:01 pm - I took my third dose quickly like regular medicine
3:13 pm - My stomach grumbled (I didn’t mind it)
3:20 pm - My stomach grumbled again and my feet were beginning to sweat
3:27 pm - Now my hands were sweating
3:31 pm - My stomach grumbled again but this time I couldn’t ignore it. I rushed to the washroom
3:32 pm - I felt like I just dropped a nuclear bomb and made a newly cleaned washroom smelling like a toxic pit. The nuclear waste that came out of me was like liquid “rust” and the smell immediately triggered the alarm system in my brains, warning me to “abandon the premises immediately!”. ( Please Dr. Long, don’t ask me the details of the smell…it’s something I would really like to forget !)
3:44 pm - The people I’m staying with complained about the smell…that’s how bad it was!
6:13 pm - I went to the washroom again to drop the same “liquid rust”
8:10 pm - It was the third time I went to the washroom dropping the same bombs and then, for the first time, I didn’t feel cold anymore. My body began to sweat again after, at least, two and a half years.
Day 3 of treatment
July 25 (Sunday)
10:01 am - I took the fourth dose
10:31 am - I my whole body began to sweat
11:00 am - My stomach grumbled and I went to the washroom
(I kept going to the washroom every 45 minutes that I wasn’t able to keep track of the time anymore! I didn’t know whether I was peeing or shitting. It was all like liquid rust coming out of me.)
3:01 pm - I took the fifth dose
4:00 pm - I was told that Bill and I had a meeting with some old friends at 6:00pm.
4:45 pm - I told Bill that I couldn’t go to the meeting because of my condition and then rushed back to the washroom.
5:00 pm (and onwards) - I was going back and forth the washroom again. The people I am staying with asked me finally to open the window of the washroom and leave it that way to release the smell of my toxic wastes.
7:00 pm - I was sweating all over and then I took a bath. After taking a bath, I felt tired and rested. My stomach was still grumbling but not to the point wherein I needed to go to the washroom again.
8:30 pm - I rested in bed and fell asleep at about 9:00 pm.
Final day of treatment
July 26 (Monday)
10:01 – I took the sixth dose (the last dose)
11:35 – I urinated and the color was like yellow orange
(I kept urinating for the rest of the day)
Results:
I am sweating normally again just like other people.
The pain in my left knee and right shoulder disappeared. (my Chiropractor told me before that I already had arthritis and there was no cure for the pain. I can only remedy this by taking pain killers and liniments or ointments. By the way, the pain in my shoulder was so intense that there where days when I couldn’t shampoo my hair well because of how it hurt).
My phlegm comes out easily, making it easier for me to breath better. (I’m a smoker).
So far I haven’t had an episode of vertigo especially nowadays when I have to stay up very late at night…to finish my reports!.
At present, I am still observing other results of Dr. Long’s therapy. Three days are not long enough to expect very dynamic results. However, I can’t ask for more. I’m sweating again like normal people do and I believe that my knee and shoulder have good chances of full recovery soon (contrary to what my Chiropractor advised me to do…”learn to live with it!”). Funny but the advise given to me by my Chiropractor was something I’ve been doing since I was born. I survived my convulsions back when I was a baby up to my vertigo days at present. People may tell me that I survived mainly because I am a natural survivor and that the soup therapy may not have anything to do with it. Well, people can say what they want and they can remain skeptical. But we should analyze our bodies as well just like how Dr. Long studied his therapy.
Let me put it this way, if my system was well balanced since I was born, maybe I would never have had a collection of medical treatments. Yes, my father was a medical doctor, and a good one at thatl. For every illness that I had, he and his colleagues always gave me a remedy…when I developed tonsillitis, his fellow doctors advised us to take off my tonsils, so I had my tonsillectomy operation. When I developed appendicitis, the doctors advised us again to take off my appendics, so I had my appendectomy operation… what if I, at that time, had severe headaches…would they have asked me to take off my head as well? Sounds funny but let’s have a reality check here. So called medical professionals may have the “remedy”…but do they actually have the “cure”? (sorry dad !) Could you imagine how better my body would be functioning right now if I still had my tonsils and my appendics (our body’s main filters) attached to me.
(My understanding of the soup therapy)
The aim of Dr. Long’s soup therapy is to balance our system and make it healthier so that we can avoid being cut up in the operating room (or go through hell learning about the different medical “tomy” terminologies) . Most often these terminologies can be summarized into two phrases… “cut it off ” and “how much will it take ?” . It hurts both physically and financially! Why go through the ordeal when there is a way to avoid it?
Then again, is Doctor Long’s soup therapy a “cure”? My answer is “I don’t know!” But that is really not the right question. “Can Dr. Long cure?” is the more appropriate question. And my answer is “yes”. Dr. Long cured a nine year old boy of his cancer long after medical doctors gave up on him. The boy is now a university student in Canada. How? Don’t ask me. How did Jesus cure the sick? Who knows, but us Catholics do believe he did.
As for me, three years ago I would spend 3 hours jogging and two hours gym workout a day. I was seventy three pounds lighter, did 250 push ups and 250 crunches. I biked or kayaked for 7 hours during weekends. Sudden change of environment changed my life. I was forced to live in a freezer called Canada after growing up in a tropical country. For three years I struggled to get my old life back but sadly I only developed nerve allergies and vertigo from the cold. I’ve tried hundreds of medicines off the racks. I paid my Chiropractor $25 per session (15 minutes), the medicine I took for my nerve allergies cost me $35 per tablet and my vertigo cost me my job. I’ve had enough!
It was only Dr. Long’s soup therapy that gave me immediate positive effects and for as long as I feel positive things happening in my system, there’s no way anyone can stop me from taking the soup therapy and from testifying about my experience.
In the end, the people I live with saw a huge change in my physical appearance. They used to tease me “bacon face” because my face would turn red like one. Now they’ve noticed that I have a much better color. They’re now asking me about Dr. Long’s soup therapy and I’m slowly going back to my exercises…at least not until Bill gets me more reports to make!
(Consider this)
Nowadays, people in science talk about hypnosis, extra sensory perception, astral travel, telekinesis etc. How can we ignore the fact that Dr. Long’s soup therapy is similar to these things.
It’s probably a method of correcting our system by redirecting our energies or even channeling to our bodies additional energy from natural means. After we get this energy, it is up to us to teach our bodies to get better and become more healthy. How can this be different from the principles of ESP, hypnosis etc.
Dr. Long was a highly recognized neurosurgeon. He did practice western medicine. Thus, he knows both sides of the coin. How can a man with such stature and success just give up his profession if he did not see any importance in what he is doing now? Can someone answer me this please!
For centuries man thought that the world was flat until someone stepped up to say that it is round…and who turned out to be right?