Date:   6/24/2004 10:29:06 AM ( 20 y ago)
Hits:   2,197
URL:   https://www.curezone.org/forums/fm.asp?i=95250

Let me tell you I was scared...after reading so many posts about stomach cramps, nausea, people throwing up the oil mixture, side pain...I was preparing for the worst. I decided I was going to treat this very seriously.

I lined up all the ingredients for the flush next to my procedure notes, and warned my husband that, "I am going to be very sick tonight and for part of tomorrow, but not to worry it's for my future ...And oh, by the way I'm sleeping on the couch tonight so you don't have to watch me suffer."

The Flush Begins

At first I sipped the Epsom Salts ...BIG mistake. The taste is so vile that I frantically went through every drawer in the kitchen grabbing at anything that looked like a straw. I then discovered the straw doesn't mask the taste but only assists with the speed in which one sucks up the stuff as fast as possible. I had to keep telling myself, "this is for health." But it was so disgusting that I rushed into the bathroom to brush my entire mouth with baking soda before rinsing out the taste. Bleeech.

Round two: I sucked up the second dose of Epsom Salt water like there was no tomorrow. Bear in mind, my husband is watching all this with amusement. He's laughing at the expression on my face which doesn't help because it makes me want to laugh - which in turn makes my face alternate between a deep, scrunched up sneer, and a compromised, goofy grin. Not pretty.

Now I'm thinking, if the Epsom Salt drinks were bad, the actually "Olive Oil/Grapefruit Juice Combo" must be the Holy Grail of vile. But now I'm prepared, I got my straw.

So here I am standing next to the couch with my concoction ready. My makeshift bed is ready for me to lie flat on my back once I down the stuff. Got my two pillows to prop up my head higher than my abdomen. Yep I'm all set to suffer. I'm so determined not to taste the stuff that I down a fifth of the recipe with one tremendous pull on the straw, and with each pull I'm sucking faster. The look on my husband face reminds me of Ricky Ricardo. By the time I'm finished I realize that the Olive Juice Cocktail wasn't half bad. It was actually pleasant compared to the Epsom Salt drink. And I'm thinking, I should have enjoyed it more.

But no time to think, I must lie down perfectly still. Gotta make this work. My husband walks out of the room shaking his head. Twenty minutes pass... I feel pretty good. An hour passes...still good. I didn't read or meditate, I watch "The Daily Show," and then the rest of "Letterman" Apparently somewhere after that I fell asleep. Sometime in the middle of the night I crawled into my own bed.

The next morning I felt like an idiot for making such a big deal about my impending misery because I didn't experience any. (Well, not including the Epsom Salts .) But it's strange that I experienced nothing. I didn't feel different at all during, or after the process. It was like it never happened.

As far as "the stones," I not sure I'd call them stones. There wasn't much, and they weren't really formed, more like small bright green globs. Hmmmm.

Makes me wonder?

Is this a successful experience? Enough to do it again? Shouldn't I have experienced something?

What was the bright green stuff? I have to admit I wondered was it the olive oil, but the color of that was a dull khaki green and the grapefuit was pink.

...and if I do it again, there's Got to be a substitute for the Epsom Salts .




 

<< Return to the standard message view

fetched in 0.02 sec, referred by http://www.curezone.org/forums/fmp.asp?i=95250