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Deep Nerve Treatment

George B. Olivar

If the kind reader thinks this is a testimonial, well, it definitely is.  From one who has benefited from Deep Nerve Treatment.

Deep Nerve Treatment is a therapeutic procedure that focuses on optimizing the electromagnetic flows of the nervous system, more particularly in the torso, through deep massage of critical areas of the nervous pathways.  Thus its name, Deep Nerve Treatment, or alternatively, Deep Nerve Therapy – “DNT” for short, to its practitioners and beneficiaries.

The emphasis is on “deep” in its name, which translates into penetratingly hard massage of critical areas of the torso.  So for the uninitiated, DNT can be surprisingly painful, but becomes acceptable after regular therapy, because the pain of the procedure only presages a relaxed sense of well being after a DNT session.   A session can last from an hour to a couple of hours, depending on the condition being treated if a specific condition is brought to the attention of the DNT therapist.

One might be tempted to liken the experience to the ministrations of a “manghihilot”, but the similarity is superficial.  The focus of a manghihilot is what one would refer to as “mga ipit na ugat” or blockages in the circulatory system resulting from pinching by muscles and cartilage.  The approach of the manghihilot is to gently massage the muscles and cartilage until the pinching of the affected vein or artery is removed.

In contrast, DNT focuses on the nervous pathways, and a principal effort is to remove blockages that are referred to as “nodules.”  Because the nervous system is more deep-seated than the venous system, greater massage pressure has to be applied.  Thus the “hard” character of DNT massage.  But for the macho types out there, the ability to easily withstand the pain of DNT may not mean that you are meaner, it may simply mean that some of your nerves are dead.

But hey, where’s the testimonial you were threatened with!?  Sige na nga…

A few months ago, I was literally crippled by a strange cramp in my right leg.  The pain got so intense that after a while, the only way I could walk was with a pair of crutches so as not to place any weight on my right leg.  The weird thing about my condition was that the pain was like that of the usual leg cramps, like those that occur when you go swimming at the beach.  But the level of pain was at least three times greater than the usual leg cramps, and here’s the weird part – my leg muscles were not clutched up and stiff, but were RELAXED. 

When the pain first started, I tried the most popular symptomatic treatment – oil of wintergreen and efficascent oil.  After continuous application for two weeks, there was no effect, and the pain just got worse!

Then I started on various over-the-counter pain killers.  Again, no effect, I had to stop for fear of affecting my liver and pancreas.  Jumping from the frying pan into the fire, as it were.

Then I tried a manghihilot.  After the session, the pain disappeared.  But less than fifteen minutes after the manghihilot left, the pain returned, and I was drenched in smelly oil to boot.  “Baka sa umpisa lang ito”, I told myself. 

But after three sessions, I could see no improvement in my condition, and the pain just got steadily worse.  So I tried another manghihilot.  This time it was a woman, because the first was an old man.  Again, I went through three sessions with the second manghihilot.  The only differences with her and the old man was that

(a) she was not as liberal in splashing oil on my body, and

(b) she concentrated on my leg (the old man had insisted doing my entire body because, he said,

     “lahat nito konektado.”

But as with the first manghihilot, I would get a fifteen-minute respite from the pain after a massage session, but afterwards, the pain would return with a vengeance. 

So the situation continued to get worse, until I got to the point of having to use a pair of crutches to be able to walk.  I was about to give up in despair when a friend told me that I should try a fraternity brother of his, who was into DNT.  At that point, my reaction was, “Why not, nothing to lose and everything to gain.”

A few days later, I was off to the DNT therapist, along with two other patients.  We were brought by a DNT patient whose condition, when he underwent DNT therapy, was not just worse than mine, it was actually deadlier.  It was a longish trip, as we came from QC and the DNT clinic is in Cainta.

My punch line is short and sweet – when I got out of the DNT clinic, the pain was gone, and has been gone ever since! 

Why?  My right leg and other parts of my body were full of nodules and it took the DNT therapist over an hour to get rid of them.  Once gone, gone too was the pain.

So there.  Anyone else for DNT?

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Brod Raffy Hidalgo UPD'86a

Deep Nerve Therapy:  An Esoteric Experience of a Skeptic

I am a skeptic.  I have long considered myself a student of science, and am never quick to believe anything at face value.  Not even scientific studies that supposedly suggest that eating this or doing that lengthens or shortens life, arouse a moment’s attention. I need either more proof, or better logic.

Of course, there are a few exceptions.

I saw a very frail and time battered old man in his seventies who could barely manage a brisk walk, explode in power, speed and grace so impossible for his physical condition.  The man was Johnny Chiuten ’61, and he was demonstrating his mastery of the martial arts.  I was strong amongst my peers (I was 36 years old and a beefy 180 lbs then), but I could not muster anything near the energy that I was seeing.  As days of learning from the man went on, as well as other encounters in the succeeding years, I came to believe the source of this man’s power was not from muscles, but from an inner energy.  This was chi, and I had become a believer of this ancient knowledge that spans many cultures and races.

Naturally, I was in good company.  Beta Sigmans, who have always been students of martial arts made the transition to this kind of esoteric teaching quite seamlessly. 

I have seen Tai Chi and Tetada Kalimasada practiced by many Beta Sigmans.  These arts of inner energy have many applications, including not only combat, but also healing applications as well.  It was through brods with whom I had this common interest, no- belief, that I had a first encounter with deep nerve therapy, a term that I understand was coined by brods.  Believing in the art of DNT came easier as Ollie Jumao-as ’73c, my Pronus Supinus - Tai Chi batchmate, was already a skilled practitioner. 

But still, the natural skeptic is always slow to embrace.  Slow, until my 3-year old daughter was once again hospital-confined with pneumonia in both lungs.  It was the second time in 3 months, and a sickness that has seen her suffering since birth.  She was a weak-lunged premature baby among other things, with pneumonia at the onset and practically every other month after that.  I wasn’t desperate but nonetheless praying that she didn’t have to suffer the way she was.  So Ollie easily convinces me.

My daughter had a few sessions with Ollie’s mentor, Ladie, and with Ollie as well.  Today, she has never been as healthy – and pneumonia-free.  Sure, the skeptic in me is still alive and saying that the meds we had been giving her for 3 years finally had an effect.  But even when I try to reason, that argument does seem weaker, in the face of the DNT intervention.

So life goes on, and Ollie, fusing the esoteric arts of DNT and Kalimasada has improved to have the confidence to have his own clinic.  He visits me one day at my place of employ, then known as the Thames International Business School (now E.S.A.) where I worked as the Campus Director.  I work much too hard there- 60-70 hour work weeks.  And I wasn’t healthy to begin with, but since I started there, the weight of my work was a burden I would soon be unable to carry.  As he walks up the steps, I come to meet him and he stops in his tracks with an unusually un-warm greeting:  He says I look terrible.  He says my aura has turned black and he could hardly see my face. He says if I don’t create time away from work to improve my health- exercise, DNT, anything that works, I will soon have all the time away from work, ALL of it in the hospital.  But I’m a jolly guy (by now over 200 lbs) and I give him a chuckle and embarrassed head scratch, but that’s it. 

Sure enough I am in the emergency room in just over a week after I met Ollie.  I am nearly paralyzed, and rapidly deteriorating.  I am losing my sight, my speech, all reflexes, and my ability to swallow.  I know what I have. But after a couple of days, and many tests, it is confirmed; I have Guillaine Barre Syndrome, a rare auto-immune disease that will soon take my ability to breathe as well.

A few years ago, doctors would be perplexed by the disease and how to treat it, but now they know the drill; just make sure that the patient doesn’t stop breathing and after two weeks, improvement should start.  After that, the paralysis should slowly dissipate and the patient can check out in a couple of months, and recover completely within 1–3 years.

Let’s back up:  This happened to me less than 5 months ago. 

The skeptic that I am, I refused to believe that the doctors knew what they were doing. I needed my neurologist. Well, just a boyhood friend, whose intelligence I had full confidence in.  So I finally agreed to go to the emergency room.  I also had my wife call Ollie.  I wanted treatment right there and then before the doctors confirmed it was GBS and started treatment (This is usually by plasmopharesis- a procedure wherein most of the blood is drained and ‘purified’.  This costs nearly 40k a pop and they wanted to do it 5-7 times. And no, I had no medical insurance.) I had the belief, that if DNT could cure me in time, I wouldn’t have to go through the ordeal of treatment, not to mention the cost.

Ollie arrived at the hospital. I could hardly see him by now but I knew he had this ‘I told you so’ expression on his face.  I was very happy he arrived to treat me- but only for a moment. How was he supposed to treat me with all the medical staff around, not to mention all the tubes coming out of me?  No, not today.  When I get out, he would help me recover. Oh shit. 

My spirits remained high despite, but the feeding tube up my nose was truly the pits.  The pits that made me relentlessly nag my wife in my slurred incomprehensible speech, to keep calling Ollie and give me treatment.  Finally he relented.  He came over.  We locked the doors.  He dealt with the tubes.  I happily felt the exquisite pain that only a hard session of DNT could give.  Later Ollie would tell me that my negative energy was pretty strong, that it had some effect on him.

The next day, 4 days into my confinement and more than a week earlier than expected, I had my first improvement.  I could feel my throat again.  I could swallow again.  Now, doctor…ummm doctor? GET THIS GODDAMN TUBE OUT OF MY NOSE OR I WILL YANK IT OUT!!!! I steadily improved from then on.  In a couple of days, I could stand, and in a couple more, I could walk, quite unsteadily still, but mobile up to the bathroom at least.  Plasmopharesis continued and the doctors were patting themselves on the back on how unusually well and fast I responded to the treatment.  They still did me six times for a good 240k. Well, no new car this year. Ten days in, I was begging to be discharged, and they finally relented on the fourteenth day.  The lay people attributed my speedy recovery to my youth, the doctors- their skill.  I didn’t really attribute it to anything but God when I finally got out, but what do you think was the tool he used.  In another 4 weeks I was driving as my vision was on the comeback.  Well yeah, I did have another couple of sessions at Ollie’s clinic. 

Last January, I was paralyzed, struck blind and dumb, and I had lost my ability to swallow among other things.  By February, I come in 2^nd Place in OBBFs Texas Holdem Poker Tournament.  By March, there is no physical sign of my infirmity. I visit E.S.A. to tender my resignation, I had a jujitsu grappling session, I am even drinking, and driving.  By April, I am giving DNT to my wife and daughter, and other relatives, as I and a few other brods have been schooled by Ollie.  By May, I am back to work, this time in the steel industry. 

I have referred several people I know to Ollie, including people from work.  I have also referred a multiple stroke victim who had been on crutches for a year and painkillers every four hours.  After a long 2-hour session, he was not only off the painkillers, but HE FORGOT his crutches in the therapy room as he went off gallivanting around the building.

Sure there are still skeptical explanations for this good fortune of DNT patients.  I still have them from time to time.  Proof?  The proof is in the pudding.

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Brod Dan Galoso UPD'65

"Mga Utol, 

DNT really works!  I had two sessions with Ollie and the results on my old, ageing body were wonderful. After the first session, I told Ollie that I had never experienced such a deep,  restful sleep  (dopamine released in my brain were more plentiful and intense) than the ones that I have experienced after having s_x.  Most of the pain and sore spots in my muscles were gone.

But after the 2nd session the pain in my coccyx was also gone.  Ollie infused me with such energy, that I never felt tired during the whole plane-ride back.  Till today, I'm still full of energy.  The amazing thing is that I sat on a cramped economy seat continuously for at least 7-8 hours.  The flight back took only 10 hours and 40 minutes, and the whole time, I was just sitting.  I had no pain at all in my back and in my butt.  Even my shoulder rotator cuff pain is gone.  My lower back pain and sciatica tightness in my leg and butt are gone.  The only pain left is the one in my heart -- for leaving all the wonderful brods and people that made my short stay one to truly remember.
 

DNT really works!!"
 

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Brod Tatang Vergara UPD'67

"DNT truly works, and what I regret is that I didn't go through the therapy with Ollie within the first 24 hours of my arrival in the Philippines.  If I did, then I should not have had to go through at least 3 days of grogginess owing to jetlag!"

"I had a bad migraine last night... my whole vision was blurred and the pain was intolerable, so I practically crawled to the website to see where the right pressure point is. I found it, applied pressure where it should be, and had A GOOD NIGHT SLEEP!!!"

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Brod Tem Rodriguez UP'47

"I had both eyes operated for cataract 5 years ago.  The operations were successful, except that I still had to wear glasses to balance the left with the right vision. DNT corrected it and I didn't have to use glasses anymore, i.e. when reading, and even when driving anytime of day or night.

At the bottom of existence, MAN is just energized matter.  When that matter malfunctions, the cause can't be anything but 'perverted energy' in specific place/s.  This is the core of DNT... the original medicine.  I am a firm believer of the universal law 'harmony with nature', and I am absolutely sold to avoid interfering with the way God created my body."

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