therapy report of Santiago
2004-08-17

Hi! this is Santiago once again.  I know, it’s been some time before I had the chance to write the second part of my narrative and I know very well that you guys are just too eager to know what I have in it.  Well, to cut the suspense, here it is…

After my second and third treatments, I began to urinate more often and perspire regularly. Unlike the first treatment, there were lesser activities. It did however, start a routine.  Every morning, I now get the urge to go to the washroom and do my “flushing” out. It has been a long time since I had this routine. Upon entering the corporate world and living in an environment where I needed to wake up and rush to office, run to and fro to do my office responsibilities, I totally lost the daily routine I grew up with. I’m just glad it’s back.

The next two treatments were a bit more exciting. I remember that one day, I woke up with my stomach grumbling loud.  I thought that I was just hungry but I was not. Then I felt the urge to go to the washroom. Then it happened. I flushed out the blackest toxic waste I’ve ever had. It wasn’t that smelly but the color scared me. In fact, I thought it was spoiled blood.

That evening Bill came by for our regular patio ritual and I told him about it. The following day, Bill told me that according to Dr. Long, what I flushed out was a genetic illness which I’ve been carrying for years. Immediately I knew that what I flushed out was my asthma. When I was a kid I did have asthma but I outgrew it. There are a few times though when I still get some light episodes after moving into Canada. Sometimes my asthma would manifest as an irritation in my face.  Two days after this experience, I began to expectorate a lot. For 2 days this happened from the time I woke up in the morning until I went to sleep. Then it disappeared.

About four days passed and I was back to my regular routine. Then the scariest thing happened. I took a shower in the afternoon to freshen myself from the mental fatigue I got from doing a lot of reports (thanks Bill!). While I was under the shower I suddenly felt some liquid in my throat and it just came out from my mouth without me exerting effort. It was fresh blood!  I can safely estimate that about two and a half tablespoons came out. So I immediately checked my teeth, my gums and even my tongue to see if I had a cut somewhere in those areas. I had none and, if there were any, I would have felt some pain…but there was no pain anywhere.

That afternoon was my golf practice with Bill and he noticed that there was a change in my voice. I did tell him earlier that I threw out blood but I felt much better than ever.  I really do not know what had happened to me. I am sure however that it was part of my healing because from that time until the present, I continue to feel so good. My voice returned to its younger tone much like the way I sounded when I was 20 years old. It is crispier and clearer now. By the way, I also beat Bill in our golf shootout practice that afternoon!

I’d like to end my narrative with a short note: I understand why some people can be skeptical about my testimony. They may say I’m lying or just exaggerating things. Well let me put it this way…”fresh blood came out from me!”. To some people it was more than enough reason to run out of the shower and rush to the hospital, some may faint or some may even think of getting additional insurance.  Almost always people panic when they experience something like this. In fact, 2 of my friends have warned me to see a doctor immediately and I always responded by saying that “I am already being treated by one”. It is fear and worry that give us illness and no matter how much medicine we take, if we continue to be worried and fearful, we will always be sick mentally and physically.  I should have panicked when I saw my blood, but I came to a realization that treatment comes in many ways and this was one of the healing stages that I was experiencing. I am in peace with that and with that peace, I gain physical health. To all the skeptics, you will always remain skeptical no matter what, until you open your minds and try.  Only then will you understand why I chose to share my experiences and testimonies. There is nothing to lose in trying, there’s only a lot to gain!…right Bill!...so when will you start beating me in golf?