Extracs from my blog: from before Olga and then after Olga
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Thoughts about health.
I was only in my mid-twenties when I was told I would never be able to work due to my Myasthenia Gravis and received full disability allowance. I took loads of pills and had rather painful intravenous treatments every other month, which required me to stay in hospital the full 5 days it took to get through these. In my own head, this was the most rotten life I could think of. I was grateful that I was able to be at home with my children, but they suffered massively because of my constant tiredness, visits to the hospital and frequent trips to Denmark to see specialists, and have the occasional dialysis. For a while I travelled to Denmark every other month to have these treatments, and it took me away for 10 – 12 days at a time. I wanted to stop with these treatments, it just took its tole on all of us, especially because my then husband was away half of the year or more. So I managed to get the alternate treatments in Thorshavn instead.
After realising that all these treatments, pills and what have you did absolutely nothing to improve my health, I decided to stop with the lot. This was in 2003, and all the doctors I was seeing were horrified, and let me know this was my own decision, and I was doing this against their advice. Nevertheless, I had made my mind up, bless my stubborness, and it took me just over 2 years to get rid of everything. And guess what? I was fine!
This, of course, made me really happy and led to the next step: I wanted an education and a job, turning my back on hospitals, doctors and disability allowances. My phonecall to the Social Services Department , cancelling my disability allowance, triggered a massive confusion. They had never heard of anyone doing this. I travelled to England, convinced that my share of trials and tribulations regarding health issues were well behind me. And for a while, they were.
At the moment I am kinda going through a time of grieving. On top of my MG, I now have Vasculitis and Diabetes. I can no longer ignore that my health is detoriating, and whereas I used to be extremly tired and only suffering from sore muscles, I am now in excruciating pain in what seems to be an increasing rate of frequency. This forces me to try various medicines, all of them very strong. I’m just off Methotrexathe, because I started having trouble breathing in my sleep. For weeks I’ve suffered, after taking this shit once a week, which left me ill every weekend, and for what? And the real frustration is, that if I choose not to take strong shit that leaves me with serious side effects, I’m gonna have to live with the pain in my joints and legs, unable to walk at its worst. How unfair. I’m trying not to feel sorry for myself, and trying to be really positive about it all, but it’s bloody hard at times.
Friday, January 8, 2010
More thoughts about health! This time from the other perspective
I’ve just read my previous blog about my bad health. It is an entirely different person, desperate and in pain, that wrote that. How much everything has changed, and just within a couple of months.
My mum kept asking me to go to Olga Hentze; she was portrayed as nothing short of a miracle doctor, well educated in China. I felt quite…reserved about it, especially because I had tried so much and failed miserably. But in the end I asked for an appointment, encouraged by my mum paying for whatever treatment I would get.
The day arrived, and I was a bit apprehensive about going, not knowing what was in store for me. I knew it would be different, and I knew she was going to ask me to change my diet drastically. But other than that I wasn’t prepared for anything.
The first thing she did, was asking me about all of my symptoms, and obviously, there was quite a list. Also, all of the medicine I was taking was listed, and then she looked up the medicine side-effects on the internet, and claimed: “This is why you are feeling like this! Look! All the side-effects listed are the symptoms you are having.” I was sceptic, to say the least, tinted by years and years of illness and quite experienced on the field, by living the lesson. But Olga, she’s no push-over! 🙂 Eventually, I went away with an extensive list of forbidden and allowed food, obviously first and foremost strictly forbidden: sugar! No sugar at all. Not even fruit. The first day was horrible. Not because I had cravings, but because I was violently ill! I thought I was going to die. In the end, I had to give in and have a couple of apples late at night, just to have SOMETHING. I was amazed at the extreme reaction. But as it turned out, the cold turkey wasn’t all that bad. I had a few cravings, but not nearly as bad as I had predicted.
Shortly after, I started my treatments: massage, acupuncture and those terrible sucking cups on your back? Typical Chinese treatment. Oh. Did I mention it was….violently, horribly, extreme painful?? This is what your back looks like after you’ve greeted the sucking cups:
Also, she gave me a big carrier bag full of Chinese herbs. I was asked to drink around 2-3 large cups of this stuff, boiled, every day. It wasn’t nice! Eventually, my body agreed to receive it.
I have to say, though, everything she has done so far is working. I now have much more faith in my own body healing itself, with guidance from Olga the Chinese Healer. I am not taking any medicine at the moment, not for any of my illnesses. Although I do struggle with my bloodsugar levels, I’m currently off insulin, and every other medicine I’ve stuffed my body with. The consequence of doing this for many years, I’m paying for now. As Olga said when I was squealing during a massage: You have so much pain in your body! But then again. I have so much less pain than I used to have. Now, I can walk without pain. I can sit for a whole day at work, without my legs swelling to double size.
So, morale of today’s thoughts: whether you’re at good health or not, think about what food you put in your mouth. 90% of my miraculous improvement in health is down to what I eat, and equally important, what I do not eat. Love your body, and treat it with care and consideration.
29th April, 2010
I can recommend Olga’s treatment with all of my heart. At times it’s painful and hard, but the outcome is so good. Hey, I even learned to love those sucking cups!
It turns out, when your body is in balance, those sucking cups are just wonderful! I now go the gym three times a week, working hard on the treadmill and rowing machine, which was just unthinkable before. My body tells me things now, and I’ve learned to listen, thanks to Olga.
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