Extracs from my blog: from before Olga and then after Olga
Before treatment:
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.
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After treatment:
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.
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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.
Maja Josenius
Norðagøta
Uddrag fra min blog: fra før Olga til efter Olga
Før behandlingen:
Onsdag, oktober 21, 2009
Tanker om sundhed.
Jeg var kun i midten af tyverne, da jeg fik at vide at jeg aldrig ville være i stand til at arbejde på grund af min Myasthenia gravis og fik fuld invalidepension. Jeg tog masser af piller og havde temmelig smertefulde intravenøse behandlinger hver anden måned, som krævede at jeg blev på hospitalet de 5 dage, det tog at komme igennem disse. I mit eget hoved, var det mest rådne liv, jeg kunne tænke på. Jeg var taknemmelig for, at jeg var i stand til at være hjemme med mine børn, men de har lidt massivt på grund af min konstante træthed, besøg på hospitalet og hyppige ture til Danmark for at se specialister, og lejlighedsvis få dialyse. I et stykke tid rejste jeg til Danmark hver anden måned for at få disse behandlinger, og jeg var væk 10 – 12 dage ad gangen. Jeg ønskede at stoppe med disse behandlinger, der tærede på os alle, især fordi min daværende mand var væk halvdelen af året eller mere. Så jeg fik de alternative behandlinger i Thorshavn i stedet.
Efter at indse, at alle disse behandlinger, piller og så videre absolut intet gjorde for at forbedre mit helbred, besluttede jeg at holde op med det hele. Dette var i 2003, og alle de læger, jeg var hos var forfærdede, og sagde at det var mine egen beslutning og jeg gjorde dette mod deres råd. Alligevel havde jeg taget en afgørelse, velsign min stædighed, og det tog mig lidt over 2 år at slippe af med det hele. Og forestil dig, jeg havde det fint!
Dette gjorde mig naturligvis rigtig glad, og førte til det næste skridt: Jeg ville tage en uddannelse og få et job, vende ryggen til hospitaler, læger og ydelser til handicappede. Mit telefonopkald til de sociale myndigheder, for at annullere min ydelse, udløste en massiv forvirring. De havde aldrig hørt om at nogen gjorde dette. Jeg rejste til England, overbevist om, at min andel af sundhedsmæssige prøvelser var lagt bag mig. Og for et stykke tid, var de.
I øjeblikket går jeg igennem en tid med sorg. Udover min MG, har jeg nu Vaskulitis og Diabetes. Jeg kan ikke længere ignorere, at mit helbred er i forfald, og mens jeg plejede at være ekstremt træt og kun lide af ømme muskler, er jeg nu i ulidelig smerte der synes at bare tage til. Det tvinger mig til at prøve forskellige lægemidler, alle meget stærke. Jeg er lige holdt op med Methotrexathe, fordi jeg begyndte at få problemer med vejrtrækningen mens jeg sover. I ugevis har jeg lidt, efter at have taget det lort en gang om ugen, der gjorde mig syg hver weekend, og til hvilken nytte? Og den virkelige frustration er, at hvis jeg vælger ikke at tage de stærke ting, der efterlader mig med alvorlige bivirkninger, bliver jeg nødt til at leve med smerter i mine led og ben, og ender i værste fald med at være ude af stand til at gå. Det er så uretfærdigt. Jeg forsøger ikke at have ondt af mig selv, og forsøger at være meget positivt om det hele, men det er utrolig hårdt til tider.
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Efter behandling:
Fredag, 8 Januar, 2010
Flere tanker om helbred! Denne gang fra den anden synsvinkel.
Jeg har lige læst min tidligere blog om mit dårlige helbred. Det er en helt anden person, desperat og i smerte, der skrev det. Det er utroligt hvor meget alt er forandret, og bare inden for et par måneder.
Min mor blev ved med at bede mig gå til Olga Hentze, hun blev fremstillet som intet mindre end en mirakel læge, uddannet i Kina. Jeg følte mig meget … tilbageholdene, især fordi jeg havde prøvet så meget der ikke havde virket. Men i sidste ende bad jeg om at få en aftale, opmuntret af at min mor ville betale, uanset hvilken behandling jeg ville få.
Dagen kom, og jeg var lidt bekymret for at tage derhen, uden at vide, hvad der var i vente for mig. Jeg vidste at det ville være anderledes, og jeg vidste, at hun ville bede mig om at ændre min kost drastisk. Men bortset fra det, var jeg ikke forberedt på noget.
Det første hun gjorde, var at spørge mig om alle mine symptomer, og naturligvis var der en pæn liste. Desuden blev al medicinen jeg tog og skrevet ned, og hun slog medicin bivirkninger op på internettet, og fortalte: “Dette er hvorfor du føler som dette! Se! Alle de anførte bivirkninger er de symptomer du har. “
Jeg var skeptisk, for at sige det mildt, farvet af mange års sygdom og erfaring på området, og at leve med det. Men Olga, hun ikke er nogen push-over! Til sidst, gik jeg afsted med en omfattende liste over forbudte og tilladte madvarer, naturligvis var sukker det der først og fremmest var strengt forbudt. Ingen sukker overhovedet! Ikke engang frugt. Den første dag var forfærdelig. Ikke fordi jeg havde sukkertrang, men fordi jeg var voldsomt syg! Jeg troede, jeg skulle dø. I sidste ende måtte jeg give efter og spise et par æbler sent om natten, bare for at få noget. Jeg var forbløffet over den ekstreme reaktion. Men det viste sig, at kold tyrker ikke var så slemt. Jeg fik lyst til de forbudte ting et par gange, men det var ikke nær så slemt som jeg havde forudsagt.
Kort tid efter, begyndte jeg på mine behandlinger: massage, akupunktur, og de frygtelige sugende kopper på ryggen? Typisk kinesisk behandling. Oh. Har jeg nævnt at det var …. voldsomt, forfærdelig, ekstrem smertefuld? Dette er, hvad din ryg ser ud efter du har mødt de sugende kopper:
Hun gav mig også en stor bærepose fuld af kinesiske urter. Jeg blev bedt om at drikke omkring 2-3 store kopper af disse ting, kogte, hver dag. Det var ikke rart! Til sidst ville min krop modtage det.
Jeg må dog sige, at alt hun har gjort indtil nu har virket. Jeg har nu langt mere tro på at min krop kan helbrede sig selv, med vejledning fra Olga den kinesiske helbrede. Jeg tager ikke nogen form for medicin i øjeblikket, ikke for nogen af mine sygdomme. Selvom jeg kæmper med mit blodsukker niveau, jeg tager jeg i øjeblikket ikke insulin, eller nogen anden medicin, jeg før har fyldt min krop med. Nu får jeg konsekvenserne af at have gjort det i så mange år. Som Olga sagde, mens jeg hylede under en massage: Du har så meget smerte i din krop! Men alligevel. Jeg har så meget mindre smerte end jeg plejede at have. Nu kan jeg gå uden smerter. Jeg kan sidde en hel dag på arbejdet, uden at mine ben hæver til dobbelt størrelse.
Så moralen af dagens tanker: uanset om du er ved godt helbred eller ej, tænk på, hvilken mad du putter i munden. 90% af min mirakuløse forbedring i sundhed er på grund af hvad jeg spiser, og lige så meget, hvad jeg ikke spiser. Elsk din krop, og behandl den med omhu og omtanke.
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29 april 2010
Jeg kan anbefale Olgas behandling med hele mit hjerte. Til tider er det smertefuldt og hårdt, men resultatet er så godt. Jeg lærte endda at elske sugekopperne!
Det viser sig at når din krop er i balance, er sugekopperne bare vidunderlig! Jeg vil nu gå i fitnesscentret tre gange om ugen, arbejde hårdt på løbebånd og romaskine – noget som var utænkeligt før. Min krop fortæller mig ting nu, og jeg har lært at lytte, takket være Olga.
Maja Josenius, Norðagøta
Extracs from my blog: from before Olga and then after Olga
Before treatment:
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.
………………………………………
After treatment:
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.
Maja Josenius
Norðagøta
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