Mindset Through Detox

Wondering if other people that start the Gerson therapy at home go through a roller coaster of emotions too. The past week has been a challenge mentally. Today is the first day in a week that I have woke up feeling optimistic and positive. My friend, Mo reached out this past weekend knowing something was up since she hadn’t heard from me for a few days, giving me much needed encouragement. So did my sister in-law, and to top it off with her, she is always there to give serious comedic relief. I wish I had a Gerson buddy, or that you were set up with an accountability partner to stay in contact with. I feel like unless you are going through this program you don’t really get what it’s like mentally and physically. I have a feeling of isolation being at home. I think I’m internalizing more than I usually do, I don’t want to bother or distract Nathan because of how busy he is at the restaurant, trying to finish up our house, and starting construction for the brewery. Also, men aren’t like women (obviously). When you share with your husband, a majority of the time they go into fix-it mode which makes my head feel like it’s got an electrical short in it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m thankful he cares and wants to help take care of whatever the problem may be, but sometimes us ladies just want an ear and a hug. And reading that back it looks like all I want is support in my self-loathing and for him to eat Ben and Jerry’s with me during my melt downs. Before going to NBGC I had prayed for months for healing, I believe my prayers were being answered through Dr. Vickers providing the opportunity to stay at the clinic. When I feel myself becoming self-loathing about my “restrictions” and current lifestyle I go back to this; being thankful for this blessing and incredible opportunity. And really, 24+ weeks is a drop in the bucket as far as time goes. It’s only temporary, and all to improve myself, supplying my body with the tools that have been needed for a long time. Reminding myself, this is not an overnight process. This is the pep-talk I use through the day and it gets me back in a good mindset. It’s incredible how much better you feel meditating on the blessings in your life, even if for a couple minutes.

I think one of the things that got me down pretty bad this past week was when I worked in the shop Saturday. A customer came off completely unfiltered and ignorant on what you should refrain from saying to people you don’t personally know. She asked me if we had children and I told her no, maybe someday. She couldn’t leave it at just that. Her response was “Well, you should…” and proceeded to all-knowingly lecture me on why I should have children, all the benefits of having children, and being a mother. Apparently Captain Obvious decided to stop by. Her remarks were like a slap in the face. News flash people: it’s not a simple choice of having a family or not for everyone! I would have a whole football team by now if I could. It’s not the only lecture I’ve had on why someone thinks I should be having children. For the sake of women that struggle in this area, don’t assume it’s such an easy choice and action of just conceiving and giving birth to a healthy child.  I have dwelt on this issue so much the past couple years that Nathan pointed out to me I am starting to let it define who I am. Since he said that, I have been trying to shift my mindset but it doesn’t take away how painful it is, it’s a daily reminder for me to be thankful for what I do have, to have a mindset of thankfulness instead.

From doing three castor oil cleanses a week I am tired by the end of the week and not wanting to take the energy to do much of anything. I do think I am “overthinking” some of it. I did realize this morning that I can leave and get some things done on my non-castor oil days, at least in the mornings (only took me three weeks to figure something so simple out). Just pack a few juices and go, and can be back by noon to cook lunch. Next week is my last week of three castor oil cleanses a week, then I go down to two a week for four weeks, I am looking forward to one more step towards normalcy. I think I will be more apt to run around a bit once I am down to doing two a week. I do believe that the castor oil cleanses are benefiting my system. Noticing I’m not having wild cravings like I had been on those cleanse days, feeling like I was going to have a complete meltdown by not eating pizza, butter, salt, hard boiled eggs (oddly enough, yes), fast food, or sugar. I still yearn for cheese though…specifically Humboldt Fog Goat Cheese and Water Buffalo Mozzarella. I’m salivating like a dog just typing those words out. It’s been a week since I’ve had any really disgusting food cravings. Rax roast beef sandwiches and Whoppers candy was my last big craving…unless I should count the chocolate cake I wanted really bad for my birthday yesterday! 16 weeks till I get to enjoy a piece of birthday cake! I’ve been craving cilantro lately more than anything. I am fantasizing on what my first meat meal will be when I start transitioning; chicken stuffed with goat cheese, apricots, dates, and topped with toasted almond slices or rack of lamb. One of those will happen in August! Eating fruit as a snack tastes really sweet now, I couldn’t even finish a pear a few days ago, so maybe I won’t even care to have a piece of belated birthday cake in 16 weeks.

My Birthday flowers 🙂

My face still goes through waves of break outs, but getting better. I didn’t get any bruises from the liver/B12 injections while at the clinic but have gotten three since I’ve been home. So my cheeks hurt when I sit or lay down. It really sucks.

In the three weeks I’ve been home I have only gone into a grocery store once, and that was the night we got back in town. The first couple weeks, besides being overwhelmed just thinking of leaving the house, I felt it would be too difficult seeing and smelling everything, my senses being on overload. But I think I’m past that point now, so may venture out to the store soon. That would help Nathan if I started making grocery store runs, he has to stop at the store at least 4 times a week because we are always running out of something.

I was so worn out yesterday it was a battle to get off the couch, I think a chunk of it was emotional. I was upset that my Birthday wasn’t “normal” this year. Having dinner at my parents, Nathan taking me out to celebrate, etc. Nathan had me rest while he cooked dinner for us and did all the clean up. I was so thankful. I woke up feeling much better today. We are allowed basil once a month on Gerson so I took advantage and had basil for my part of my birthday dinner. Nathan made brown rice with basil, ACV, tomatoes, and scallions. It was amazing. I am so glad that Kroger has stepped it up in the organics in the produce section! We used to have to drive to Whole Paycheck to get organic asparagus, but not anymore! So I was able to enjoy asparagus as well last night.

The top two pics are of the Hyperbaric Chamber at Northern Baja Gerson Clinic. Using the hyperbaric chamber can increase blood oxygen levels and assist the body in healing injuries. Nathan enjoyed using it. I never got the nerve to, too tight of a space for me.

Here’s a lunch we made last week. Next time we will slice the veggies long ways. We used butternut squash as the crust. Layering and baking it first, then adding the other veggies and baking for about 30 min. I diced tomatoes, scallions, onion, parsley, cilantro and added some flax oil, mixing that all together to put on top our servings. It was great. I also tried to make a hummus with lentils. It was disgusting. I jacked that up so want to make revisions and try to make it again.

Husbands & Needles Are Disastrous

What a week. Some days I feel like I’m finally getting a grasp on doing the therapy at home and others I am warring in my mind telling myself this is temporary and I will get through it. Some days I feel good, able to think clearly, and have good energy levels. Other days I am exhausted and I can’t makes sense of anything going on. Since I’ve gotten home I have left the house 4 times and it’s overwhelming each time. Once for a chiropractic adjustment, which put me behind on my juicing schedule (learned to take juice(s) with me) and behind on lunch prep, twice for work and once to go look at the progress on our house. House visit wasn’t too bad except I had to pee really bad and I have a terrible aversion to port-a-johns. I was determined on going in nature, went outside to the back of the house and then saw contractors working on another house a few acres over. Ugh, I headed to the p-o-j, held my breath and tried not to touch anything that wasn’t necessary.

It’s a project in itself just to work for 4 hours. Pack my juices for 10am thru 3pm, pack tea, pack lunch, and stay on the schedule while at work, still having to pee often from the juices and potassium compound. Nathan is helping as much as he can. Until I get a grasp on it he has me coming in at 10am on Saturdays and doing his best to get me out of there by 2pm so I don’t fall behind too much on my enema schedule, and coming over to help customers while I eat. Talking is truly exhausting. When Nathan came home today he wanted me to tell him about my day working in there, etc. I just replied “I don’t want to talk”.

I completed 3 castor oil cleanses this week, each being different. Monday I wrote how I had the pizza, brownie, and chicken wrap cravings. Wednesday all I could think about were Whoppers candy and a roast beef sandwich from Rax! Seriously, are there any Rax’s still open?! I haven’t eaten at one for over 10 years now, how was my body craving THAT?!  Friday I was proud of my craving, cilantro! I hope the nasty cravings are going to become less. Here’s a pic of the castor oil enema mixture and why you need to stir it while it is flowing into you. Even with a dab of Bronner’s castile soap and ox bile powder it doesn’t fully emulsify. It’s very helpful to have a spouse or someone there to help stir the enema solution, but if you’re running solo you need to get creative and stir it yourself.

Going to keep it real, let’s talk about detoxing and farts. After every castor oil enema it’s all I do for several hours! Last night Nathan made a list of what they resembled; trombone, kettle drums, elephants…there were more but I cant remember. We learned that all the gas is a detox reaction. Yesterday after my castor oil enema my mouth felt like a trash can. It seems that Bronner’s castile soap and tea tree oil are helping to dry out my acne, I went through another bad wave of breaking out the first of the week again.

Tuesday was a decent day until it came time for Nathan to give me my liver/B12 injection. He psyched himself out, scared about what if he hit a blood vessel or a nerve, etc. I wasn’t nervous at all because he had done such a great job at the clinic and found out the needle tip was blunt the previous week, causing that debacle. On Tuesday he inserted the needle which wasn’t too bad and then it went down hill, fast. He was shaking so frigging bad I could feel the needle moving non-stop in my cheek, and at first was injecting too fast. I started yelling “SLOW DOWN!” and he’s yelling back in panic, then I start yelling”RELAX! CALM DOWN! BREATHE! QUITE SHAKING!” I finally just shut up and cried into the bed sheets asking myself if the injection would ever end, it felt like it lasted five minutes. He removed the needle and continued to freak out more because there was a little blood, my cheek was pulsating in pain and he started to blacking out! Sweet Jesus, seriously?! I’m sobbing in bed and he’s laying down next to me trying to stay conscious. After he calmed down he called someone immediately and scheduled for them to come out and give me my injections for the next three months. My cheek hurt for three day, even to sit down was painful. I received my injection yesterday, it still hurt, but nothing like what I received on Tuesday. The nurse suggested that we allow the liver and B12 to warm up to room temp a bit before injecting, so we will try that this coming week.

Wednesday and Thursday I was depressed, tired, discouraged by everything, and crying on and off. Luckily Friday was much better emotionally. I was missing being at the clinic on Friday, especially Laura.

Cooking has been hit and miss. It’s best to use water-less cookware for the Gerson Therapy. Luckily, we already had a set. It’s not as nice as what Dr. Vickers has at NBGC , but it will get the job done. I have over cooked asparagus and broccoli, and cooked at too high temp burning other foods. My favorite was when I made lemon dill potatoes, baked perfectly, but once again I turned on the wrong burner on the stove, put the pan of potatoes on top of the stove to rest and BURNED THEM. Unbelievable. Another time with left over potatoes we tried to make tater tots and they wound up being puffy round balls of mushy starch. Round, crisp and golden on the outside and mushy grossness on the inside. I still can’t figure out how Laura bakes her sweet potato chard balls to crisp perfection. I’ve tried making them twice and mine are soft,  but thankfully still taste awesome.

I did rock it on making stuffed broccoli and cauliflower peppers, topping them with a cooked salsa. In the background you can see the potato tots that were a total flop. We blended the left over potatoes to long in the blender, causing an increase in starch.

For my quinoa-lentil day I made a mixture with mango, cilantro, bell pepper, scallion, and garlic. It was awesome! Would be perfect with avocado (Not supposed to eat while on Gerson). I made salsa and pesto to enjoy with it. This meal was a home run!

The pictures up top of the moth are from the clinic! My last day there I was relaxing outside on the end balcony, looked over and saw this moth hanging out on a chair! It was beautiful! Nathan figured out that it was a Cecropia moth, the largest native moth in North America!

Sucessful Therapy Day

All in all today has been a good day. Best day since I’ve gotten home, actually. I didn’t sleep sound because I drank my tea blend too late last night, so my bladder woke me a few times through the night. My alarm went off at 5am and I said to myself “I will just lay here for a couple minutes” and was sound asleep in no time, dreaming we were backpacking around the world, not a bad dream to have. Luckily Nathan set his alarm to go off at 5:30, when it went off I sprung out of bed and had the castor oil and hot coffee down miraculously by 5:36!

Nathan’s schedule is always jam packed on Monday’s, so he pressed all my juices for the morning and afternoon and he was out the door by 7am, no time to spare to eat the daily oats for breakfast with me.

I’m not used to coffee, don’t really like it actually…unless it’s loaded with all the crap that makes it good like milk, cream, sugar, syrups, lots and lots of white chocolate and caramel syrup. At any rate, the cup of coffee gave me a hitch in my giddy-up and I was non stop for most of the day, hoping I don’t pay for it this evening or tomorrow. I vacuumed, mopped, dusted and cleaned the house, even did a few loads of laundry and made salsa with the tips I got to make it the best while in Mexico! Don’t ask for the recipe, I’m going to hoard it and not share it, sorry. Even family (sorry, Kimmy). I’m really happy that we have leftovers so I just had to reheat the last of the vegan lasagna for lunch and reheat the ratatouille for dinner! Tomorrow I’m going to make “rice cauliflower and broccoli stuffed peppers for dinner and I have no clue for lunch yet, I may just slowly cook some carrots and zucchini to go with potatoes and call it good with the salad, salsa, and “Hercules” soup. If you’re curious what’s all in the Hippocrates soup here’s a link to the recipe. The ingredients are very supportive for the kidney’s, which get the crap end of the deal of what the liver can’t detox, and the soup is supportive for the immune system. I add nutritional yeast (great way to get extra vitamins and minerals as well as protein) and a Tbs. of flax oil (I will touch on that at a later time).

Hippocrates Soup http://www.treating-cancer-alternatively.com/Hippocrates-Soup.html

Dr. Vickers, I’m being a good girl and consuming two cups a day! Nathan will eat it once in a while, shockingly.

Castor oil cleanse went pretty well. Again, if you’re a prude move to the next paragraph. I did have some burning, I’m sure between toxins and bile. The only big difference on this castor cleanse vs. the others is I’m still going to the bathroom through the 4pm hour! How that’s possible after two coffee and one castor oil enema I have no clue. I even do a water enema before each one of those! I plan to do another castor cleanse Wednesday. I am determined to charge ahead and keep cleansing, taking advantage of the time I have to do so. I can’t get over how much I broke out again, 5 new zits today!

This is the first day I have had a clear mind since I’ve gotten back from Northern Baja Gerson Clinic, which is very refreshing and encouraging. It’s interesting how the body chemistry works while doing a complete overhaul on your body’s system. I hope I continue to have better days emotionally, because the other days feels like my mind is a swamp. I’m realizing current and past behaviors that aren’t favorable and need to change. I’ve also noticed just the past couple weeks what usually makes me react in a quick nasty, angry, charged manner isn’t happening so much now. I’m starting to respond differently to things that would usually piss me off quickly. I sure hope this is a permanent, continual change and improvement.

Here is a picture of the tea concentrates that I use to make my daily tea. From the right side to left: Pau D’arco, Essiac (Guardian Spirit from Frontier), Milk Thistle. The last jar on the left is 2 oz. of each tea and then topped off with 6 oz. of hot water.

I drink this once a day, but can drink more if I desire. I love tea, herbal, green, oolong, whatever. But after 10 juices and a jar of this tea blend, I don’t desire another ounce of liquid!

Here are links to learn more about the teas that are used for the therapy:

Milk Thistle http://www.superfoods-for-superhealth.com/milk-thistle-benefits.html

Pau D’arco http://www.superfoods-for-superhealth.com/pau-darco-bark.html

Essiac http://essiacfacts.com/essiac-tea-benefits-for-health/

A couple days ago I took pictures of our Champion juicer and press for you to see. If you are looking for a juicer this is the best way to go! Before we purchased the press and different attachment for it the juices tasted mediocre and we had to use so much produce for the juices! If you already have a Champion it is totally worth $300 for the attachment and press! You will make your money back in the less produce you use.

Here’s all the ingredients for my greens juice. I drink this one four times a day, it’s my favorite juice, I’m sure partly because I love anything tart, there is 2 oz. of cranberry juice in it!

Top left to right: watercress, romaine lettuce (I’m in love with this lettuce), chard (seriously, how beautiful can a green get?), green bell pepper, red cabbage, granny smith apple.

Here’s what all the produce looks like chewed up before you wrap in the cloth to be pressed.

You swaddle it tight in the cloth!

Press it and you have 8 oz of juice!

Nathan was able to talk with the nurse at our doctor’s office and said he had a good conversation on the needles and doing the injections, let’s hope tonight goes well and I’m not screaming and crying like a lunatic again. Vonda and Troy, no need to call 911 if you here me, I’m an over-dramatic wimp.

Leftovers and potatoes are baking in the oven, and I took a glorious 20 minute shower earlier, even shaved my legs! 🙂 Looking forward to tomorrow because I get to see our new kitchen countertops get installed and if I make the stuffed bell peppers as good as Laura does back at the clinic, we are going to have an incredible dinner.

Cook, Clean, Poop, Repeat

Doing the therapy at home is a reality check. Literally…cook, clean, poop, repeat. Wake around 6:30am, enema at 7am, cook oats, clean up, prep/cook lunch, clean up, enema at 2pm. An hour to rest, prep/cook dinner, clean up, enema, go to bed. It’s like the frigging movie Groundhog day. Over and over and over again. I make it a goal to shower every other day, haven’t figured out how to get a daily shower in yet.

Nathan ordered me a massage table because laying on the ground “filling up” during the enemas is putting a lot of stress on my low back, so excited for that table to show. Clueless as to where we will set it up, there is no room left in the rental as it is! We have boxes of stuff crammed in every corner waiting to be moved into our new home.

Thursday Old Man Winter let me know I’m not in Mexico anymore. So I retaliated by making mango salsa.

Nathan is doing as much as he can to help but he is also dealing with our house being built, working on starting the Brewery, and running the restaurant. And yes, we are delusional to take on all these tasks at once. Thank God we have two amazing competent girls at the health store so he doesn’t need to do much at all in there. On Friday I did a castor oil enema, thinking he was going to be home by noon the latest so that he could help with food prep etc, well that turned into him not coming home till 5:30pm. If I wasn’t doing an enema (7am, 10am castor, 2pm, 8pm) I was in the kitchen cooking, prepping food so I could work the next day (that was a flop), making the tea concentrates, juicing, etc. I was exhausted. There is absolutely no way to do this on your own. I was out of it by the time noon hit that I turned the wrong burner on (thankfully just on low) thinking I was heating my Hercules soup and went to shower. I came out to a charred hand towel sitting on the burner that was on and cold soup. It was a brand new Caphalon brand too, I think that irritated me more! Anyways, Friday up at 5am drinking 2 tbs. castor oil and a hot cup of coffee to chase it down.

There isn’t too much counter space in the rental home so there is a good bit piled up on the counters. For those that are close to me you know I am borderline OCD, not having everything organized and put away is driving me nuts!

Friday night Nathan tried to give me my liver/B12 injection and it was a complete disaster. When he went to inject the needle it barely went in and bounced off my cheek! It hurt so bad my first thought was to rip the needle from his hand and shove it in his thigh. Neither one of us are comfortable with him giving me the injections now. My reaction wasn’t the greatest and I was a wailing lunatic for about 30 minutes. He’s going to talk to the nurse at our doctor’s office to find out what went wrong and how to correct the mistake.

In under a week he has gone to the grocery store 5 times. Trying to get down the quantities of everything we need and we are obviously burning through the produce. Today he went with a long list and they were out of organic watercress so he needs to go back to pick it up, and we didn’t see we need more potatoes and oranges, so needs to get those too. Hoping after he gets those couple things we will be food for 5 days before he needs to make another trip.

I have tried to make a few recipes that Laura makes at the clinic and only getting them half right. Here’s a picture of the pizza. Looks amazing doesn’t it?! Looks can be deceiving.

The toppings were great, but the crust was spongy. I don’t know if I added too much oat flour to the cauliflower and/or if I should of pre-baked the crust for a while before loading it up with all the veggies and sauce. It’s almost like the crust absorbed the sauce. I told Nathan to just imagine it was a Pizza Hut deep dish pizza crust.

Saturday I woke up and could tell immediately it was going to be a doozy of a day. I woke up exhausted and right after I drank my 9am juice my stomach started to flare up. I headed into work hoping it would go away, getting there just after 10am. By 11am it was full throttle, worst customer service I have ever given. I sat on the stool hunched over until Nathan could get out of the kitchen and took over so I could leave. I was really happy and thankful that our friend Dan stopped in to visit. Even if I was hunched over, I enjoyed catching up with him and he was kind enough to help me out to my car with all my juice thermoses and lunch in tow. If you haven’t had one of his hugs, they are good for the soul, seriously 🙂

Not to be gross but I believe that the castor oil cleanse released some nasty stuff. The “stuff” coming out of me Friday didn’t look too good and I woke up today with a handful of new zits. The last three times I was able to get my flare up balanced out within 3 or 4 hours, this time it went on and off till bed time. I am doing another castor oil cleanse tomorrow. If it’s pulling this much crap (pun or no pun?) up and out of my system I want to keep this cycle going and get it done. What’s crazy is every time I have one of these healing reactions I get the strongest and most frustrating food cravings!!! By last night I was raging in my head wanting to say “screw you Max Gerson” and order a pizza, get the amazing fire-braised chicken wrap from our restaurant, eat an entire tray of brownies and chase it down with a Maine Root root beer. I wouldn’t mind a side of homemade chocolate frosting to dip the brownies in too. There are moments when my mind starts to “rationalize” that this is ridiculous, taking up too much time, how I can compromise with certain foods that I shouldn’t eat right now to make it easier, but I go back to a phone conversation I had with our friend Dennis the first day I was back. He told me if anyone can do it I can because of how disciplined I am. Those few words he spoke to me keeps re-balancing me and I realize I can keep doing this and follow through on this journey. It goes to show a few encouraging words can make a world of difference in someone’s life.

 

Gerson Therapy At Home

The past few days have been a whirl wind. We left the clinic Monday and it’s all a blur. On Sunday Eleanna made two of my favorites; her tomato sauce and pesto, both packed with garlic to the point of my tongue burning and my head sweating, just the way I like it! Before we left, Nathan gave me my liver/B12 injection and to much surprise it was the most painless injection I’ve ever had! Eleanna was so kind, offering to make me a liter of carrot apple juice for the road before we left Monday morning, I took her up on it and it was consumed by the time we arrived at the airport at 1pm. Here’s a picture with Laura. I miss her and Eleanna so much!

Thankfully, we had a medical pass so we didn’t have to wait as long to cross the border, only about 30 minutes. There are 26 lanes, each one with an x-ray machine to search for weapons or drugs etc.  The lines were backed up for at least 90 minutes or more. Street vendors were everywhere selling food and trinkets! There was one vendor selling churros, They looked like little fried sticks from heaven, coated in cinnamon and sugar. I got to see what a spot check is like for checking a vehicle for drugs, that was interesting…and took way too long for my bladder. This pic shows half of the lanes, the other half are to the left.

From my morning juices and drinking the carrot apple on the way I had to pee so bad by the time we crossed the border, I couldn’t even stand straight from the urgency my bladder had! The driver was kind enough to find me a bathroom as close as possible, but sweet Jesus, it was the most disgusting bathroom I have ever gone in! We made a pit-stop at Jimbo’s on the way to the airport in San Diego (like a Wholefoods aka Wholepaycheck but way better). We drove by several restaurants, watching people eat their lunches on the patios, my mouth was watering by just reading the names of the restaurants. As soon as we stepped into the store I could smell everything, everything I am unable to eat right now. It didn’t help that I walked around looking at all the foods that were available in the deli area. We grabbed veggies and apples for the flight and I made a salad big enough for two people (which lasted about 15 minutes on the flight and didn’t even fill me up). As we were heading towards the front to cash out we walked by chocolate and it’s never smelled so good, then there was a rep there for a granola bar company and of course she asked if I would like a sample. I politely said no thank you with a smile thinking how dare you ask me that as I was envisioning myself ripping them from her hands, ransacking her nice display of snack bars, and shoving all the samples in my mouth. I stepped outside while Nathan checked out, I was ravenous at that point. Flight wasn’t much of anything except I am now sick from some nasty person that shared his germs with me. He kept wiping the snot with his bare hands oozing from his nose, so disgusting. Hello, have you not heard of a frigging Kleenex?! Not only am I jet lagged, but I have a sore throat and feel like crap. We had a short layover in Chicago and we found potatoes at a restaurant and they were the grossest potatoes I’ve ever had! How can you screw up a potato?! I guess being airport food it’s not that hard to. Nathan said they tasted like they were frozen. It also tasted like a ton of salt was dumped on them. That was a waist of $12 (I had ordered double), I couldn’t eat them so I pitched them. We were able to get to Kroger 20 minutes before they close at 1am and grab as much produce as I could think we would need. Nathan has had to go to the store two more times in two days, still figuring out quantities of what’s needed, and will have to go back again tomorrow. One bunch of watercress lasts almost two days for the greens juice. We crawled in bed at 2:30am.

We woke up at 9:30 and it was like a marathon until bedtime, no time to even take a shower. I was determined to get back on schedule by mid afternoon.We were able to get three out of the four suitcases unpacked throughout the day, now I’m staring at the last one that we still need to tackle. Maybe tomorrow.

Enemas are at 7am, 2pm, 8pm.

Meals at 8am, 1pm, 6pm.

Juices at 8am, 9am, 10am, 11am, 12pm, 1pm, 2pm, 3pm, 6pm, 7pm.

Honestly I can’t remember some of the day. I did an enema, made oatmeal and my orange juice as Nathan went to run a couple errands and check on our house being built. When he got back he started making my juices, doubling the first few to get me caught up. We made the Hippocrates soup, ketchup, orange salad dressing, essiac tea concentrate, pau d arco, milk thistle concentrates too. Tried to make lunch and dinner as easy as possible. I was back on schedule by 4pm and in bed by 9:45 but couldn’t fall asleep for an hour since I’m still readjusting to the time change. We forgot spirulina in one of my drinks, cranberry in a couple, bell pepper in another, some of my juices were over in ounces, trying to figure out the amounts and ratios for our juicer. It’s a lot to get down. If Nathan wasn’t here to help there is no way I would be able to keep up with it all. This is definitely a two person job. He even cleaned my enema bucket for me after my first enema…that’s love 😉

Speaking of juices, if any of you have a Champion juicer there is a press and a homogenizing attachment that is made for it. You get so much more juice and it tastes much better! I’m glad we purchased it, I think the press and attachment was around $320 with shipping, you get the money back by the higher amount of juice you get from it. As close to the Norwalk as you will get without spending $2,500. I will take a picture of it later to show you.

My alarm went off at 6:30 this morning and we crawled out of bed at 7am for my enema and started the schedule all over again. After breakfast Nathan made me two juices because he was off to get our dog from the kennel and run a few more errands. It took me three hours to cook lunch, 8am-11am. How people work 5 days a week and do the therapy is beyond me.

I made a tomato sauce, with onions, garlic, potato, bell pepper, rosemary, thyme, marjoram. After it was cooked through I put it in a blender.

I cooked lentils, quinoa, garlic, onion, carrots, zucchini and seasonings to stuff into bell peppers.

I thought pesto with an entire garlic bulb would be helpful for my sore throat so I devoured that during lunch. And I’m sure my kidneys were thankful for all the parsley!

I baked potatoes layered on top of onions with thyme and marjoram. We had our salad and soup too.

We saved half of our stuffed peppers for dinner and I made a lot of the potatoes, too tired to cook again, very thankful for leftovers! There are some other pictures I took while at the clinic that I will share in the next week or two. My focus is to get into some type of routine here.

My first day back to work is Saturday, a bit overwhelmed thinking about it. Will need to make all my juices through 3pm in advance that morning and cook extra the night before so I can pack a lunch. My 2pm enema will have to be later. Trying to figure out what to do to be able to go to church too. I will have to have all the food prepared for lunch early since we get home close to 1pm, and bring some juices with me. Maybe we will have enough dinner leftovers to cover lunch. Looking forward to a really good chiropractic adjustment too, hoping to find time tomorrow to head into town for it. I want to do a castor oil enema Friday, but if I’m still as tired as I am now and still not feeling well I will wait till next week to start them up again. Nathan wanted to take me over to see our house, I’m so tired I told him I don’t care and will see it when we move in.