therapy report of Santiago
2004-10-18  19:00

Introduction:

The world today is different from the way it was years ago. At present, our life is full of stress, pressure and fatigue.  We may not notice it but although we work hard to achieve progress, we unknowingly destroy ourselves. For example, we often work late nights or  weekends to catch up with overdue office work. To unwind from the stress we either  party  late, smoke, drink and do all sorts of things that only damage our bodies even more.  It is not surprising why our generation has become prone to so may kinds of illnesses.

We then turn to modern medicine to relieve us of our sickness. Well, guess what, those working at the pharmaceutical companies are equally stressed out and sick like us!

Pharmaceutical companies spend millions to develop “fast-acting remedies” to suit the kind of lifestyle of the present generation. But do you think that they will really spend millions to find a “cure”? What do you think will happen to their business if everyone was healthy?

The difference between a remedy and a cure is huge. One is temporary (remedy) and the other is permanent (cure). If you had a recurring migraine which would you rather have, a remedy or a cure? The answer is obvious! We want whatever recurring illness we have to disappear for good,  more than having to experience it every now and then. But let’s look at it from another angle. If everyone had migraine and you were an owner of a pharmaceutical company, which do you think is more profitable for you - sell the cure or sell the remedy? Why cure a person who will keep buying your remedy?

So who would be the person who would sincerely want sick people to be really cured?  The answer is... an “honest Doctor”. But what exactly is an honest Doctor? Does one even survive nowadays?

An honest Doctor is someone who does not turn his medical profession into a commercial business. This is a Doctor who cares for his patients. He seeks the best cure for his patients, he does not provide them temporary remedies. Then again, honest Doctors are limited to use only those  medicines produced by the pharmaceutical companies because they cannot manufacture the medicines they need by themselves. Thus, they end up as  “tools” by these profit-oriented companies.

But what if there was an honest Doctor who brilliantly thought of a unique way of truly healing his patients by giving them a therapeutic cure that he himself concocted. What if this Doctor used his therapy to prove to the medical world that he can indeed cure acute cases of cancer, diabetes, HIV or even more? What if this Doctor used only natural and cheap ingredients for his therapy and radically cured patients who were given up for dead by the other medical practitioners? That this Doctor could examine his patients even if they are oceans apart, through astral travel. Would people actually believe him? Would such a Doctor exist at all in today’s highly commercialized  medical world?

Yes such a Doctor does exists today!

Therapy Report 4

Surprise everyone!  Hi friends, you may all be wondering what had happened to me. It has been some time when I last released my report. Well, I took a longer time preparing this one because this discusses about the conclusion of my treatment. I wanted this to be a perfect ending.

I’m sure you’re expecting some dramatic narrative. I’m sorry but it’s not like that at all. The only strange thing that happened to me was flushing out a green luminous substance. This was luminous, bright and shiny not the “nasty green toilet bowl monster” that you’re probably imagining. So how significant is this to me?

Do you remember the boy who had cancer, the one I told you about in my first report? He too shed green tears, the same color like mine. That indicated that he was finally cured of his illness. He now leads a normal life and is finishing a course in the university.

Friends, “I AM CURED”!  I can now lead a normal life even if I have to live the rest of it in a frigid country like Canada.

Don’t think that this is the last time you’ll be reading a narrative from me though.  I’m actually continuing my treatment. This time it is for rejuvenation and health maintenance purposes. But before we talk about that, let me first tell you some experiences I just had right after I got to know that I was already cured.

Days after my final treatment, I decided to have a dental check-up. I’ve been having some problems with my molars (one upper and one lower) then. My Dentist advised me to have the upper molar extracted and the lower one to undergo root canal. I agreed to her recommendation and we started the process immediately. The extraction had to be done first. My Dentist then applied anesthetics on my gums. After a few minutes she came back to test if my gums were already numb so she could start the extraction. My gums remained normal. She decided to pump in more anesthetics and came back to me again after a few minutes. My gums still remained to experience some sensation. She began to wonder why I was not responding to the anesthetics. Finally she had to ask me why this was so. I just told her that I had no idea why. Feeling impatient and just wanting to get things done immediately, I asked her to pursue what she had to do and I ‘ll just try to bare the pain.

The extraction was done in an hour. I did feel pain because the anesthetics never had that much effect on me. She then pursued doing the root canal of my lower molar. Another dose of anesthetics were given to me. As we went through the process, she noticed that I was still feeling pain. Feeling pity on me, she told me that she was giving me one final dose of anesthetics and if I continued feeling sensitive, she will have to schedule another date to finish the root canal because she could no longer inject more anesthetics. She will be going against permissible limits if she did so. This time she had to inject the anesthetics straight to the roots of my tooth. I will never forget the pain I felt that time.

Anyway we got things done and I was sent home.  The strange thing though was upon exiting the dental office, all the pain in my mouth were gone. I came home like I never had a tooth extracted and a root canal.

An hour after arriving at home, the Secretary of the dental office called me up to find out if I was still in pain. She was surprised to know that I could already eat. In fact, I was having my lunch when she called.

After a couple of days, I was asked to return to the dental office to have some fillings done and for general cleaning. The same experience happened. The anesthetics just did just could not take effect on me.

In the end, my dentist told me that I was a very strong person. I was told that I was the only one, among the hundreds of patients she had, who did not respond to several doses of anesthetics.

You maybe thinking that this was an amazing experience. Not really!  In the days the followed, I felt deep depression. It was so depressing that I could not even tell my best buddy and boss, Bill about it. I was depressed but I did not have a reason to feel that way and that much. There were some concerns that week but they were not that sensitive enough for me to feel so depressed like the way I did.

As the days went by, I tried to blame the people I lived with to be the reason of my depression. They really were not. I found it hard to concentrate on my work.  I felt like I wanted to run out to the street and shout. I wanted to get angry and I even thought of picking up a fight...but with whom? I did not have enemies. There was something going on inside my chest but I just couldn’t figure out what it was.

The next three days became an ordeal. I woke up every morning feeling so depressed and angry with no reason to be so. I guess playing golf with Bill helped calm myself but it was temporary.

One morning I woke up feeling so low. I tried to get up because Bill and I planned on playing golf that day. I had to ask a friend to call Bill to cancel our plan that morning because I couldn’t even pull myself up from bed. That day I felt like I was punched on the face and I was knocked out completely. I fell asleep the whole day. When I woke up, it was already 5pm. I told Bill about this experience but I continued to feel a depression.

Over the weekend, I bought two rock CDs. I thought of listening to some wild music to keep my spirits up. One morning I decided to try working again so I turned on my computer. I thought of playing my new rock CD hoping that it would help me feel a little excited. When the music began to play, I recalled my college days. The music brought me back to those days when I was perfectly fit and strong. As I journeyed back to time, I had the sudden urge to try the exercises I used to do. I stood up from my chair, clenched my fist and concentrate. I dropped on the floor face down with only my fists and feet holding me up. To my surprise, I began to do push-ups (I used to make 250 a day). As I did this, I felt the energy being released from my chest and I couldn’t stop enjoying my exercise. A friend of mine was surprised to see what I was doing. She never realized that I could do heavy exercises. I ended up doing about 50 repetitions. I also added in 50 sit-ups.

When I finished my unplanned workout, I felt the depression slowly subsiding and my tension released. I knew by then that I’m truly cured. I have my energy back, the pain in my right shoulder and left leg never recurred once and my confidence is back a hundredfold. 

Thanks to Dr. Long’s soup therapy, I have my life back. I can now look forward to a healthy and happy future.

Epilogue:

What exactly is the moral of my narratives? It’s simple...when a cure is presented to you, look at it as an opportunity to gain your life back.  Always remember that a cure can come in many forms. It can be in the form of a prayer, a loving embrace or a tender touch.

Dr. Long’s soup therapy was the opportunity presented to me. It came to me through the kindness and the concern of my friend Bill. It was Bill’s intention to share this knowledge because he was caring for a friend. It worked for him so why would he be selfish about sharing it to others. You are all my friends and I too care for your health. Just look into it and give it a good try. There is nothing to lose but a lot to gain. Our health will always be our wealth.