But something far more interesting happened, and if you’re new to this concept I’m probably going to sound like a big cuke here. That’s okay, I’m quite used to it. For a week I had a sore throat at night. I figured I’d caught some of the cold that the kids have been passing around since Thanksgiving. And I very well may have. However, I also had the thought in the back of my mind that the grime that’s been festering in my lungs for years from the mold that was recently remediated from our house was stirring. Perhaps it was both. After a week of nightly sore throats I woke up last Saturday morning with a more-sore-than-ever throat, a not-all-there voice, and proceeded to cough stuff up all day. Toward late afternoon I lost all energy. I got very weak and a little nauseated and became a lump on the couch where I slept for a bit. Sunday morning I felt a little bit better, I had a manly voice and a cough but I went to church since I had a class to teach. About 30 minutes before church ended I started to feel weak and sick to my stomach. I thought it might be my blood sugar. After all it was 1:30 and I’d only had half of my usual consumption of juice and half of my pumpkin pie in a bowl (blended carrot juice, avocado, sweet potato, stevia, pumpkin pie spice), so essentially 60 ounces of liquid food. This is the longest I’ve ever gone with so little food, and remember, I do struggle with hypoglycemia. So I continued to sip my pumpkin pie, but it just didn’t feel right. I had to force it down. Normally I can’t stop myself from guzzling it. I got home, took care of the kids, and started dinner. I ate a carrot at 4:30 as I was cutting veggies for soup, this was my first solid food of the day. Between 5:45 and 6:30 I slowly managed to get down a large, plate sized salad and 2 small bowls of vegetable soup. I was gagging a little on it. I kept getting waves of nausea with what felt like hunger in between. I forced myself to eat because I thought that possibly I was feeling sick from low blood sugar, which has happened before. After dinner, I got SICK. I went to do an enema, because I normally have a bowl movement first thing in the morning but hadn’t had one at all that day. My abdomen was HUGE and felt like it was about to burst. As I was in the bathroom I was certain I was going to vomit. I did the best enema I could under the circumstances then laid down in a hot bath. By his time I was also freezing and shaking out of control. I had to lay on my left side. I can’t explain this, my body was just telling me to. I don’t know how long I was in the bath. I faded in and out of sleep for some time. The nausea continued to come in waves which would wake me. When the water cooled off I got myself out and fell into bed. I was so cold. I had my daughter bring me a bowl because I was still certain I was going to vomit and I couldn’t have made it back to the bathroom. Luckily my husband was there to help with the younger children through this. I spent the night on my left side going through some sort of transformation. I don’t know how else to explain this, here’s where the cuke comes in. My body went through phases of processes. It would repeat the same thing over and over and over and every time I would see a part of my internal body in my mind. This is very hard to explain. I didn’t even know what all of these parts are, I just know that what my body was doing was healing that part. There was a lot of work that went on in my ascending colon, where (if you’ve read earlier posts) I’ve had a hard, noisy lump topped with a tight, painful area for over a year and no doctor knows what it is. After a few hours I started to get sore from lying in the same position, but my body kept telling me to stay there. When I did try to move I would get extremely nauseated. If I stayed on my left side, it was mild. I had the feeling that his is because these toxins were moving through my colon and if I lay on my left side it would help them along as they wouldn’t have to be moved uphill against gravity. I have never had my body talk to me like it did that night. I was reassured that a “process” was taking place and that I should just rest and have faith. As I prayed I saw in my mind and felt angels surrounding me, countless in number. They were on all sides of me and all of them had their hands on my body. They were glowing white and emanated a blue light. At this point my husband came in a said I was burning hot. He took my temperature and it was 101.1. I hadn’t been aware that I had a fever at all. So this was Sunday night, and here I am Tuesday morning, upright for the first time. The nausea slowly got better, but until today every time I tried to stand I would be in too much pain in my stomach. It felt like gravity was just pulling on my guts in the wrong way. Yesterday I still had a fever and my muscles were killing me, but interestingly, my abdomen was VERY soft all over for the first time, and the lump was gone. Last night I released A LOT of gas. Probably stuff that’s been stuck in there for a very long time. I also did an enema yesterday afternoon, but my 3 year old woke up from his nap and I wasn’t able to get as far as I’d hoped. If he naps today I will do another. I’ve done a lot of pondering as to whether this was a flu or a healing crisis. If your unfamiliar with that term, a healing crisis is a set of symptoms that arise when the body releases a tremendous amount of toxins. Typically they will mimic illnesses you’ve had in the past or the flu. I really thought that I would be able to avoid this doing enemas. While I was lying in the bathtub Sunday night thinking I must have the flu my instincts told me a healing was going on. Right now I feel like something has been torn down and stripped away and that there is a rebuilding going on. And I woke up HUNGRY!!!! Unfortunately, during this process I’ve consumed a total of 5 pieces of sprouted grain bread, which is not to be eaten on this cleanse and will slow the cleansing process, but at several points I became hungry and that was all I could stomach. I also managed to get down 64 oz of fresh veggie juice last night. I had 2 of those slices of bread, a piece of raw goat cheese and some baby carrots this morning. I will go make my juice when I’m done here. This morning as I was getting in my last bits of sleep before the kids woke up I dreamed I had woken up and was scarfing this HUGE plate of cooked food, thinking all the while how sick I would feel after eating all that, especially first thing in the morning, but being too hungry to heed my own warnings! By the time I got the kids lunches made my blood sugar was so low I was shaking and hardly able to stand, so I ate those 2 pieces of toast to get my blood sugar up fast so that I could drive them to school.
I’m still coughing up chunks. Here’s something else interesting, I can breathe! Ever since yesterday I’ve been feasting on big, deep breaths. I haven’t been able to breathe deeply in SO long. It feels amazing. My husband is in finals now, but I intend to have him check for egophony again and see if I still have some infiltrates in my lungs, or if those little buggers have seen their last days in my body.
Another interesting thing. I had gained weight on this cleanse. This was very depressing. So when I had those 2 days of discouragement and wasn’t eating as well as I should have been I opted not to weight myself… I just didn’t even want to know how much I’d gained. There is a very basic principal with weight and that is that waste = weight. So it would make sense that if I am awakening more toxins than I can eliminate and only doing enemas without colon hydrotherapy I would be heavier. Well, I did weigh myself after those 2 days and MUCH to my surprise I’d gone from 122 to 117. 117 is the lowest I have ever weighed as an adult, I typically end cleanses at this weight and then bloat back up to 120-124. Well, this morning, after having been sick, I weigh 115. If you haven’t read previous posts I will repeat that I am 5’7”. And I will repeat this: most of you have NO CLUE what your true form looks like! Believe it or not, I am not emaciated, I am just taking on my true form. Humans are meant to be lean and strong. Remember, waste = weight, and you are likely carrying much more than you are aware of.
That’s my update for now, I will let you all know in a little over a week when my cleanse ends how things turn up. If you have any questions about cleansing or would like help doing your own cleanse contact me through my website www.InnateWellnessCoaching.com.
Happy, and Healthy, Holidays!!!
I gave an overview of my cleanse in my last post. Now that I’m a few days in and feeling settled I thought I’d show you what my typical day looks like:
*Upon waking: 1-4 oz. Aloe Force (raw aloe vera, I’m starting with 1 oz and will be building to 4), Water, as much as I feel I need
*When my body feels the need: 64 oz veggie juice, usually carrot and leafy greens but I change it up every few days
*Around 11 or when I feel the need: 50-64 oz Pumpkin Pie in a Bowl (32 oz carrot juice, 1 raw sweet potato, ½ avocado, ½ tsp pumpkin pie spice, stevia to taste, blended well), Renew Life Critical Care 50 billion Probiotic
*Around 1-2:00: Large salad with mixed greens, tossed in lemon juice with stevia and sprinkled with several ounces of shredded raw goat cheese, 1 TBS coconut oil
*Snack on raw veggies until dinner (I like baby carrots and sugar snap peas)
*Dinner (around 5:30): Large salad with mashed avocado mixed with lemon juice and stevia as a dressing, topped with tomatoes and sometimes alfalfa sprouts, a properly combined cooked side (like an omelet, OR steamed veggies, OR baked root veggies like beets, parsnips, carrots, OR steamed peas OR veggies sautéed in a little butter and covered with marinara and goat cheese OR vegetable soup… just to give a few ideas, 1 TBS Coconut Oil
*Later in the evening: peppermint tea with chocolate flavored stevia, or raw veggies, or more of the cooked side from dinner (if I feel the need), 1 TBS Coconut Oil
Things are going well. I’ve gained some weight and I’m having some cramping in my low abdomen so I know I’m holding the awakened toxins. I did an enema today and will continue to do them. I will also be making a few appointments for colonics in about a week. But, this is a good sign that the cleanse is working! If I can’t get into a good release pattern with the irrigations I will back off a little and add a little fruit back into my diet. Constipation happens when toxins are awakened faster than your body can eliminate them. This is the cause of detox symptoms, and leads to autointoxication (re-absorption of the toxins), we don’t want that!! I will keep you updated, I’m sure my eating pattern will move around a bit. Day 1 was pretty difficult but it’s easier now. I accidentally went raw until dinner yesterday and it looks like I will comfortably be able to do it today too! That is a huge step for someone with hypoglycemia! The first 3 days I had some nuts (like 10) to help my blood sugar along, but doing well today (day 4).
Starting Sunday I will be doing Natalia’s Detox for Women yeast cleanse (the intense systemic one). I will be following the systemic cleanse for 26 days (sandwiching it in between my son’s birthday and Christmas Eve when we arrive in D.C. to visit family, after which point I will be switching to the standard cleanse). The systemic cleanse involves eating only vegetables (raw and cooked), organic free-range eggs, and raw goat’s cheese. When I switch to the standard cleanse I will also be eating small amounts of low sugar fruits. I’m not sure how long I will do that for, I plan to just see how I feel. I would like to eat that way for the most part for a very long time, but we are planning on conceiving baby #4 in late winter so I will have to roll with that. Anyway, as far as the cleanse goes there will be updates and photos to come. I’m excited. I feel SO ready for this cleanse. I’ve been waiting over a month for the chance to do it and I really think my body will feel very happy once I get into it and past the initial detox symptoms. During this cleanse I will be taking coconut oil (as an antifungal), Renew Life Ultimate Flora Critical Care 50 Billion (probiotic) and Herbal Answers Aloe Force (raw aloe vera gel, for colon cleansing and digestive tract ease). I will be dry brushing, rebounding, getting as much sun and fresh air as possible in a St. Louis winter, doing enemas, and experiencing my first colon hydrotherapy treatments. Wish me luck!
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Anyway, I highly recommend this diet. In fact, I recommend it so highly I’m taking her course and will be certified to teach it when my husband finishes school and we can afford it. I plan to spend the rest of my life informing people about this. To be clear, this is a mostly raw diet (typically one serving of cooked food per day). It can be done vegan. I am doing it vegetarian with organic free range eggs and raw goat’s cheese on occasion. I do not drink wine or eat fish, though those are “allowed” on the diet. Mostly I’m eating vegetables in all their marvelous forms, with an emphasis on greens, especially juiced and blended greens. I am eating low fat and low sugar. During the systemic cleans I will have no cheese and no fruit at all. I plan to do the systemic cleanse for 3-4 weeks, along with several sessions of colon hydrotherapy and a whole lot of enemas so my body doesn’t reabsorb all the dead yeast and toxins that will be dumping into my colon.
Now, for the big news. I earned my Wellness Coaching certification a few days ago and launched my business today! Check it out www.innatewellnesscoaching.com
So I get to this place, a cold no-so-sanitary looking office with sparse and cheap décor and a fogged glass window blocking off the waiting area from the receptionist. I wasn’t expecting it to be a warm place judging from the treatment I’d gotten over the phone when I made the appointment, but it was colder than I’d anticipated. There were two other women in the waiting area, one of which was not seen until an hour after her appointment time. She was irate (as she was there with a small child) and said that the same thing had happened the last time she came and she’d come on her lunch break and was very late getting back to work. She knocked on the window after about 45 minutes and asked the receptionist if she knew about how much longer it would be. The receptionist snapped back that she’s not the doctor. The lady explained to her that she understood that but that she is the receptionist and she is the only person patients can talk to, that she represents the doctors and the office and told her that her comment was very rude. There was a little altercation between the two of them. When I handed in my paperwork and she asked about having my records sent from my previous doctor I told her I hadn’t seen a doctor in like 10 years. She exclaimed, “You haven’t had a check-up in 10 years!” I told her I had but that our Chiropractor is our primary care physician. She looked at me like I was an alien and made a rude comment under her breath.
When I first got there I was informed that I was supposed to have been there at 12:30 for my 1:10 appointment and that there were several people who had appointments who had not shown up, but that if they did they would go before me. This was upsetting considering over the phone I was told to show up at 1:00 for my 1:20 appointment and I needed to pick my children up from school 25 minutes away at 3:35.
Finally, an hour later, I get called back by the nurse. She was upbeat and friendly, HOWEVER, when I explained that my intern had found a lung problem she says, “What are they pretending to be doctors now?” I countered with, “My husband goes to that school, and they ARE doctors, just not MEDICAL doctors.” As she was leaving she apologized for sounding like she was against Chiropractors and told me her sister is dating one and he’s great and what he does is great, but added, “But medical doctors are BEST.” She repeated this several times. I didn’t respond. It’s just plain ignorance. Anyone who receives a doctorate degree is a doctor, whether they are an allopath, a naturopath, chiropractor, psychiatrist, paleontologist, or whatever. There are doctors of all kinds of things. Is one better than the other? If I have a mental problem, should I see a paleontologist because I believe they’re the best? NO! If I’m having a baby should I see a psychiatrist? If I cut my hand open making dinner should I see a Chiropractor? Absolutely not! There are different doctors for different needs. I needed imaging done, so I went to a doctor who has those resources.
So I wait again and finally the doctor comes in. He’s young and friendly and I like him. I asked him a lot of questions and made it clear what I was all about. He felt my abdomen and told me it was likely a spasm caused by IBS and that it should be fine as long as I’m not vomiting or in so much pain I can’t stand or as long as I don’t go several days with no BM (he also offered me spasm meds but knew well enough by this time I would decline them). Agreed, HOWEVER, the problem has worsened and is low larger, lower, and sometimes mildly painful. It was not like this until recently, so obviously the problem is worsening. He did not feel imaging was necessary. He listened to my lungs, but only did one of the three tests the Chiropractor did. He did not do the two tests that caused them to find the problem. He said my lungs were clear and sent me on my way. I had been coughing stuff up for two days, so I thought there’s a chance I got whatever it was out. This morning my husband checked me again and confirmed that the problem is still in four areas. It’s called “egophony,” which means that when I make the sound “eeeeeeee” it sounds like “aaaaaaaa” in the stethoscope which indicates fluid in the lungs, which can have many causes including pneumonia. X-rays are necessary to assess the problem. If the cause cannot be identified and treated they need to insert a needle into the lungs and drain the fluid.
So now I’m wondering, do I go back to the same doctor, explain all this and hope he even knows how to test for egophony? Do I go back and insist on x-rays? Do I call the state insurance and request a new PCP and risk an even worse experience? Also, my son’s school now wants him to have hearing and vision testing to rule out a hearing problem as a cause for his speech problem, which means I get to deal with another state insured doctor and get the pleasure of telling them he has not received any vaccine ever, and no I would not like any, and no I’m not an imbecile.
Sigh. I don’t know what to do now.
Over a year ago, he started popping into my mind more frequently than usual. He, being my first love, my high school boyfriend, I’ll just say B (many of you know who this is anyway). As the weeks passed I was thinking of him more and more. It wasn’t so much intentional, he was just there. Every time I heard a country song, there he was. Every time I had a moment to hear my thoughts (in the shower, driving in the car, lying in bed at night), he was there.
To give you a little background, I met B in the 9th grade. We were both 14 years old. I had a crush on him from the moment I met him, and I actually went to school one day set on asking him to homecoming (this is significant considering I was an absolute social phobic). We were in science class (we sat next to each other) and right as I was opening my mouth to ask him, a guy came over, we’ll call him I, a dark, handsome, popular, football player, out of nowhere and asked me to go to the dance with him. How could I turn down such temptation? I didn’t. I and, well, I, dated for 7 months. This was my first relationship. During this time B and I got to be close friends. Little did I know he was just waiting in the wings, heeding the voice of his father, anticipating our breakup so he could make his move. That day did come, and B and I began dating about 2 months after. For 2 years we were inseparable. We had a lot in common. We were comfortable with each other. We were best friends. We dreamed of a future together. We spent hours staring into each other’s eyes, or sitting by the river just watching the water flow by. We went for walks, picked blackberries, drove around and browsed all the antique shops in the small towns in the valley we both grew up in. We were always in each other’s arms, both of us innately insatiable cuddlers. He was wonderful. I could have done nothing more for the rest of my life than kissed that boy and died a happy woman.
My family life during this time was turbulent, to say the least. I was dealing with abuse and an emotionally checked out mother. I’d dropped out of school to help care for my 2 youngest brothers. My step father went to jail, the oldest of my 3 younger brothers was abusing drugs and alcohol, was frequently stealing my mom’s car and running away from home, and conceived and aborted a baby at the age of 12 with his 15 year old girlfriend. B was the first person I’d ever felt loved by. He was the first person it was ever safe for me to love. He was the only security I had. He was my hope for a better future, my reason to make it through each day. He was on my side and was always there to listen and comfort me. Those 2 years ended when his dad took him to Thailand where he cheated on me with 2 women. My world was broken. I lost everything. It was all I could do to wake up in the morning and just breathe in and out. For years after that I was an emotional mess, always looking for love in the wrong places. B was still in my life. It just hurt so much to love someone like I loved him, to want to be with him forever, and to have him suddenly not love me back the same. Over the years we continued to grow up together. A lot of things happened between us and in our lives apart, but nothing ever came between us. We were always Holly and B. We were always each other’s… until I got married. Things had to change between us, it isn’t safe to have someone hold your heart like that and to spend hours cuddling together when that person is not your husband. We slowly drifted apart over the following 2 years. This was 6 years after we met. I quickly became a mother. My marriage failed. I was engaged to someone else, and that relationship also failed. I saw B for the last time in August of 2004, when I was 24 years old. He came over and we spent a few hours together. It was awkward, things had just changed so much in me. I had a daughter now, and needed to be an example and a protection to her. She’d already lost her father and the man who was to become her step-father. She knew B as “uncle B.” I also was converting religions at that time and had left that clingy, searching, will-do-anything-for-love girl behind. Shortly after, I met Kolby, the man who is now my husband. That was 7 years ago almost to this day. Kolby and I have been married for 6 ½ years. There are no regrets. I know I’m exactly where God wants me to be. I’ve known that without doubt since I prayed to know whether or not I should marry him. So why on earth, after all these years, was B suddenly haunting me?
I was so bugged by this unwanted obsession that figuring out why it was plaguing me began to take up a large amount of my focus and energy. For a long time I felt like I needed to apologize to him for the way I’d treated him. He was so good to me, and I, knowing nothing about love, having never seen it modeled, had no idea how to love him back. I found myself wishing desperately that I could go back for just one day and love him in a way that would reflect the love that I’d felt for him. I went to WA for a month and contemplated finding him so that I could apologize, but I didn’t out of concern for how my husband would feel about it. After all, the only reason he wasn’t still in my life in the first place was that my husband wasn’t comfortable with him there. When I got home I found that my husband had done something heartbreaking. I began crying, mournful over the fact that I’d passed up my opportunity to apologize and release these feelings out of concern for the feelings of a man who’d had no concern for my feelings in return.
I went on with life as usual, and the obsession deepened, as did the focus I put into figuring out why it was there in the first place. It felt so comforting to think about him… I shouldn’t say him really, I wasn’t thinking about him as a person, I was thinking about the feeling I’d had with him and longing to have that again. I wanted that comfort and security. I wanted my husband to be my best friend. I wanted a relationship like that again. I did everything that I could do to elicit this kind of relationship from my husband. We even worked on it in marriage counseling. For a while I really thought I was just returning to these thoughts out of habit for comfort. One night I decided to process these feelings with The Script (see the book Feelings Buried Alive Never Die), which is a means of reprogramming negative emotions into positive ones. I sat holding The Script with the intention of processing B right out of my heart. But I couldn’t do it. I was more bugged by this that anything. WHY??? What was it that I needed from these thoughts, what did it serve to hold on to him? Why, when I considered letting him go, did panic arise in me? These we dark months. I was obsessing. I knew there was something I was supposed to learn from this, some unmet need begging for voice. I just had to figure out what it was. In the meantime this was all interfering with my relationship with my husband, and that was already distant and often painful as it were. I felt like I’d been running in circles begging him to love me for so long, I was emotionally exhausted. I knew in my head that he loved me, I just couldn’t feel it in my heart, nor could I open my heart to him and risk being hurt again.
It took a lot of time, and a series of events too complex for me to even be able to sort out in my memory, but in the end, I figured some things out. I’ve reached a point of clarity. He is now safely in my distant memory and I’m thankful for what he was to me at that time in my life and for what he’s taught me as I’ve revisited the emotions of those years together. I realized there’s just something about a first true love. When you have never lost love before and don’t know the risk involved in loving, you love without fear. You love purely with complete abandon. I believe this is how we are meant to love, but life has a way of conditioning us to raise guard against love. When our hearts are broken for the first time, we tend never to love with complete abandon again. We tend to hang on to memories of that first love, as though it were the only true love we will ever know. We sometimes are not able to see the love right in front of us because we are hanging on so tightly to love that’s passed. B was the first person I’d ever felt loved by, and I mean the very first. I had never feel love from a parent or sibling or friend. Not fearless love. Not love for me just for being me. He was the first person I opened my heart to. I loved him back just as much as he loved me, maybe even more. I told him everything. He was the only person I could tell things to. He was my ally. For the longest time I thought he and I had something so special. We were Holly and B. We always had been. Why wouldn’t we always be? I continued to want to see him and apologize and even tracked him down online and sent him 3 messages, the second of which was reciprocated by a message from him. I admit I was hurt by his nonchalance and the fact that he didn’t write me back after the first message, and when he did write me back it was short and, though friendly, said nothing “real.” I told him there were so many things in my heart I wanted to say to him but he didn’t write me back again. For several weeks I was hurt and kept telling myself “he doesn’t care, just let him go.” I realized after time that I didn’t need to apologize to him, he was fine. He had no attachment to me, and no interest in hearing all these things that were in my heart. He was over it. It was in the past for him. It needed to be in the past for me too. I didn’t need his forgiveness, I only needed to forgive myself.
Finally, one night, it came to me. The reason for all of this. The answer. Many weeks before, after having prayed for a clue, part of the answer had come to me: I was holding on to the memory of the feelings I’d had of being loved because I was so afraid I would never feel loved like that again. I then came to realize that Kolby loved me more than B. He may not speak my love language, he may not actively love me in a way that causes me to feel loved, but he loved me so much he made me his forever. B did not. But the most significant realization, the one that came long at last, was that I truly did not believe that I could ever love another person like I loved B. I did not think I was capable of loving outside of that relationship. I realized that it wasn’t him who made me love; that love was in me. It was a part of me. It came only from me. If I was able to love then, surely I can love now. I’ve realized that I have the power to do that. I didn’t lose love. I lost a person, one who was not intended to be in my life forever and one who in the end didn’t love me enough to give me the marriage and children I wanted more than anything. Now, here I am with a wonderful man, who did and does love me like that. Kobly and I have been through so much together. He has broken my heart repeatedly like no one else could. I’ve forgiven him only to have him break my trust again, and again. But I now appreciate his love for me, and I now know that I have the love within me that I desire so much to share with him. I don’t know quite how to access it yet. I’m still holding on to past hurts and I’m still very afraid of loving and being hurt again. But, I want now more than ever to love without fear. And I know that if I was capable of it in the past, I am also capable now.
This is part of the story of my journey to love. It is a journey I will continue on throughout my life. I’ve long struggled with the inability to feel love from others and to express love to others. I am determined to let the people in my life know that I love them and am grateful to have them. I am now also determined to learn to let go of the past and love my husband in the moment, as he is now, and as the man he has the potential to be. To see him as Christ sees him, to accept and love him through his temporal trials. I know that in the end he will be there, perfected and calling my name, because I am his chosen, I am the woman he has sewn himself to for eternity. I am the one that he loves. And every day until then I make the conscious decision to try and love him better, with less and less fear and a more open heart. I pray the same for all of us and all the people in our lives. The more we love, the happier our happily ever afters will be.
First of all, the thing I’m feeling is most urgent is the anxiety I’m feeling over starting my Wellness Coaching business. Even if I were 100% confident in my abilities, it would still be such a huge life change that it would be enough on its own to send me into panic. But added to that is the fact that I don’t feel 100% confident. I don’t think I should at this point. I know I’ve reached a place where I can’t go any further as far as learning how to be a great coach without getting out there and learning from the actual experience of coaching. I know how I’m going to do everything, and I know this is what I’m meant to do. I’m struggling with having faith that it will all move along smoothly and I’m worrying over the little things. Not so much the actual act of coaching, I’m pretty calm about coaching once I have a client. What I worry about is things like what to say when I answer the phone, and how to sell myself in a comp session. I worry about being too nervous to take charge and fake confidence and create a safe comfortable space for my client. I’ve always been the kind of person who lets others take the lead. In conversations I’m just along for the ride. It’s very difficult for me to think of questions to ask people. Well, what is a Wellness Coach? A person who is an expert at asking questions. I’m worried about money. I’m worried I won’t be able to find clients and mostly that my husband will be upset if I’m not earning enough. I’m worried that the business costs will upset him and I’ll have to make at least enough to cover those. I’m also worried about the opposite, of having a high demand for my services and not wanting to turn down any opportunities and becoming too busy and overwhelmed. I’m worried a client might be mean to me. I’m worried about feeling like a failure. I’m worried about meeting in public places where I have social anxiety issues as it is. But I also don’t feel it’s safe to meet people for the first time in their homes or mine. I’m worried about all the business aspects, since I am not at all a business person. I’m worried about it taking me away from my kids even more than I already am. I’m worried about the chores piling up even worse than they already are. I could go on and on. I didn’t even realize I was having all these thoughts!
Second, the lump. I tried to call and make a Dr. appointment yesterday and the number was disconnected. I looked it up online and that number gave me a busy signal. I will now likely have to call the insurance and see what can be done. If you know me, you probably know I have social anxiety where the phone is concerned, so this is a pretty big stressor. I’m also behind on several other phone calls, including the one to have the mold remediated from our house. And since I now have a little infection festering in my right lung, I really need to get on that. But back to the lump, I’m worried about dealing with state funded doctors. I’m worried about the tests they might run, and worried that they won’t run any at all. And of course I’m worried about what they might find and what treatment it might need.
Randomeness… I’m worried about how the dog keeps getting out of the yard and my husband is threatening to “get rid of her”. I’m worried about getting everything ready for the yard sale. I’m worried about the sink full of dishes and the piles of laundry to be folded. I’m worried about the fact that it’s been 2 months since I worked out and I can’t seem to get motivated to go to the Y in the mornings. I’m worried about how all three of my kids suddenly came down with UTIs… why would they all get one at the same time? I’m worried about having paid $15 to post an ad online to sell my hair and so far I’ve only gotten email scammers. I’m worried about needing to figure out a special healthy treat to make for the kids that they will all like for Saturday night, which is our family fall decorating party. I’m worried about having my cavities drilled on the 18th after I heard a kid screaming having his done while I was getting mine cleaned. The lady kept saying he’s a great patient and must not be all the way numb and she couldn’t believe the Dr. was doing that to him.
And then there are the usual, deeper issues. Worry about my health. Worry about dying and leaving my kids. Worry about my husband finishing school and us moving to Arizona. And the #1 fear of all time, the one that has followed me from birth, the fear of not being loved, accompanied by the fear of loving. I have yet to feel anything worse than loving with my whole heart and not being loved back. I feel trapped because I feel I can’t discuss feelings with my husband. He is instantly overwhelmed and angry at my feelings because he feels out of control and knows he can’t make things better. If only he could understand that he CAN help by just being my friend and not judging what I say to him.
I am well aware that what we fear becomes our reality. I’m aware that thoughts are things and that whatever we think will materialize in our lives. But what do I do with all this? Comments are more than welcome!
Now, the not so good. I’ve had this large lump in the lower right quadrant of my abdomen for a good year now. It changes size, moves, and often gets rock hard for a minute and then softens again when I rub it. It makes sloshing sounds when I massage it. I can work it up to where my ascending colon meets my transvers colon and there it gets stuck and meets with a pinching pain. No one I’ve seen can tell me what it is. My instincts tell me there’s a partial blockage at the twist of my colon there. I’m going to have to go see the Dr.s who take my state medical coverage and demand ultrasound or CT scan and see if they will oblige. Hopefully they don’t just try and offer me a bunch of drugs. All Dr.s have ever done is told me my problems are in my head, so I’m reluctant to say the least.
BUT on another good note (I like to outweigh the negative with the positive) I should have my Wellness Coaching certification within a week AND I am now enrolled in the Food Psychology Certification Program, which is the very thing I got into coaching to do. I’m so excited about this because they are closing the program today due to the fact that the author of it (Marc David, he’s amazing, check out his books) is creating a similar program as a Master’s degree for a University. We really didn’t have the money to do it, but lucky girl that I am my husband loves me and apparently believes in me. When I heard they were closing the program I, ironically, got depressed and attempted to sooth my sorrows with my One Lucky Duck ice cream. But all is good now, I’m on my way to fulfilling my purpose and living my dream and I feel amazing!!!
I was on to something with the nut suspicions. I’ve been bumping into information all over the place about fats. High fat intake is the reason most people fail on a raw diet. The average raw foodist consumes 60% of their calories from fat. That’s pretty significant considering the average American fast food goer gets 40% of their calories from fat, and the recommended amount for a healthy body is 10-20%. Almost all the gourmet raw recipes that people use to transition from cooked to raw include a horrific amount of fat. These foods are fine, in moderation of course, but not as part of every day. I read about how it is FAT, not SUGAR, that causes blood sugar problems. Here I was eating bread with almond butter and a ton of nuts and raw desserts, thinking the fat and protein was all that was keeping me from going unconscious from too high or too low blood sugar levels. I lived in a world where every moment was about trying balance and keep myself on middle ground, and almost always failing horribly. I read and watched video experiments where people eating low fat diets ate obscene amounts of bananas and testing their blood sugar levels to prove that fruit does not cause blood sugar to rise. I thought about my own diet. I’ve never counted fat before. I always figured it was healthy fat and I lost a ton of weight eating it so it must not be too bad. I decided to calculate my typical fat intake just for fun. In a typical day I eat between 80 and 160 grams of fat. By comparison, the RDA for fat is 65 grams. A large portion of my fat intake is from nuts, which I believe I don’t digest well.
So, I decided to conduct an experiment of my own. I mapped out what I instinctively feel my personal ideal diet would be, and I tested it for a day. I had nothing to lose. My blood sugar issues seemed to be creeping back and I was more bloated than I’ve ever been in my life. There were certain beverages I wanted to be sure to get in, and I limited my nut/seed intake to ½ cup (I measured it out in the morning and that was my allotment for the day), in addition to that I ate fruits and vegetables at will, whatever sounded good when hunger called. My blood sugar has NEVER, for as long as I can remember, been as STABLE as it was yesterday during this experiment! I felt amazing. I did still go through my late afternoon lull, and I wanted to eat compulsively most of the day, but otherwise I felt fabulous and I had great energy during the earlier half of the day.
Here is what I consumed (note: when I say “a few nuts” that is a tiny bit in the palm of my hand, totaling ½ a cup of mixed raw germinated nuts and sunflower seeds by the end of the day):
7:00-7:30 am 2 tsp apple cider vinegar in 8 oz water with a few drops Stevia
Shot wheatgrass juice
Protein Shake (Sunwarrior) with blended spinach and chia seeds
9-9:30 am 1 banana
9:45-10:15 large (plate sized) salad with mixed baby greens, tomato, cucumber, snap peas, bottled organic lemon chive dressing
10:30-10:45 am ginger tea
10:30 am a few nuts
11 am-1 pm red and black grapes (1 or 1 ½ cups)
1:15 pm green lemonade (1 c. romaine, juice from ½ lemon, ½ orange, 1 TBS lime juice, Stevia to sweeten)
1:45 pm a few nuts
2:20-2:45 pm Protein Shake (Sunwarrior) made with almond milk
3:00 pm a few nuts (I was feeling snackish, I really didn’t need them)
4:00 pm 1 pear (I felt bloated a heavy after I ate this, likely due to slow digestive energy this time of day), a few goji berries (why did I eat these, I was already feeling wrong and bloated?)
5:00-9:30 pm 64 oz. fresh vegetable juice (apple, celery, cucumber, kale, spinach and bok choy)
6:45 pm large grapefruit (by this time my digestive fire was stronger and this dinner felt pretty darn amazing)
9:40 pm a few nuts
9:50-10:15 pm ginger tea
10:50-11 pm 1 golden delicious apple
3:30 am a few nuts
My total intakes for the day followed by the RDA:
Sugar 129.5g/no RDA
Protein 61.5g/46 for women 31-50, 71 for lactating women (which I am but not nursing much)
Fiber 40g/25 for women 31-50, 29 for lactating women
Water 162 oz/Recommended amount, which would be half my weight in ounces 62.5
In one day I regulated blood sugar, uplifted mood and energy, and lost 2 lbs and 1 ½ inches off my abdomen. Amazing! Could this be the missing link I’ve been searching for these past few years???
Before you ask—NO, I’m not pregnant. Just miserably bloated, but what’s new? I’ve mentioned my bloat issues before and talked about how I gained weight on my recent diet endeavor, but only my stomach grew measurement wise. Here I am today, 10 lbs above my regular weight, all of it in my abdomen. To give you an idea of how completely misshapen I am, all of me is a size 2, except my waist which is a size 16. That is not right or natural… not to mention comfortable! I dread getting out of my pjs these days, and I’m embarrassed to be seen. What gives? Why won’t this go away? I’ve been stressing and studying over it all day, and I think I’ve got the answer.
It’s been my experience on this journey of altering my diet that I typically instinctively *know* what food it is that’s causing me trouble as soon as I begin realizing there is trouble… the problem is I’m not usually ready to face up to it. For instance, it took me a year of being extremely sick from raw chocolate to come to a point where I was ready to give it up in order to feel better. Well, I’ve felt for some time that nuts are causing me problems. If I eat more than a few of them my abdomen feels terrible. As I’ve gone through this sugar elimination diet I’ve been eating more of them than usual for protein to balance my blood sugar. I was thinking back today to when my Dr. cautioned me about how bits of nuts can build up in your colon (this discussion took place because of a moveable lump I’ve had in my colon for almost a year, she thought it may be a tasty nut-filled diverticula). Then I was remembering a video I saw posted by Victoria Boutenko on youtube of a doctor talking about the link between fats and Candia flareup. So I sat down to google bloating and fat consumption and came across the general info that I am well aware of but wasn’t thinking of before about how fats take longer to digest and so they can cause sluggish digestion, resulting in bloating, gas, and constipation. Suddenly, my nutty little friends are not seeming so friendly any more. If you’re familiar with a raw diet you’re probably aware of how easy it is to overdo the nuts. Any desserts or prepared meals you eat are primarily composed of them. All of my favorite meals, and, oh yes, even my beloved ice cream are made of nuts. I’ve never worried about fat consumption on this diet because I figured at 5”7”, 117-120 lbs I need fat to keep from blowing away… but at this rate I may just inflate to the point I might rise up to Heaven like a balloon. I prefer the risk of blowing. Less humiliating. So, now I have another challenge before me. What do I eat? The ever present question for the past 2 ½ years. It used to be so easy: m&ms, ice cream, donuts! But those days are long gone, and here I am fine tuning my diet again, hoping for some measure of progress toward resolving this issue that has plagued me since I was a child. The no sugar thing really did help me so much, but not for the bloating. I’m sure the cheese I was eating is still partying with the nuts in my rather roomy colon (lots of air space). I’m now weaning myself off of eggs and have not eaten cheese in 2 days. This morning I had a raw vegan protein shake. They used to give me stomach aches, but I think it may have been caused by the banana I would blend into it, so I’m giving them another go to see what happens. I still believe I have a less common body type that needs low carb, moderate to low fat, and high protein. I’m now researching produce protein sources to see what my best bets will be food wise. I’m also contemplating attempting a liquid fast for several days next week to see if I can get some of the bloat down that way. That was never possible before because of my blood sugar, but I may be able to handle it better now. I will keep you updated as I wean myself from nuts… I will miss them sorely. But not as surely as my tummy feels when anyone touches it.
My blood sugar has improved quite dramatically, and I feel clearer headed and more creative. As excited as I am about Wellness Coaching I’ve come to the certain and contented conclusion that what I really want most to do is to write, and own a raw vegan sweet shop in Arizona. I’m toying with names… The Sweet Life, perhaps? I want it to be set up like an old fashioned sweet shop. It would give you those nostalgic warm fuzzies and have desserts made to model old favorites (pies, candies, fudges, cupcakes, ice cream sundaes, etc.)… but healthy! As for writing I am already in the process of writing a book on health specific to Latter-Day Saints (which I am) and the Word of Wisdom. I also have one children’s book nearly finished and ideas for a whole series of books inspired by a drawing my daughter created. All my children’s books will be on various aspects of wellness, with the hope of teaching children and inspiring parents to model well behavior.
I really felt (and felt that I looked) like I was gaining a lot of weight on this diet. My hope was to lose weight and bloat. In the end, all of my measurements are the same except my abdominal measurements, which are ½ to 1 inch larger, depending on the area. My weight is up 1-2 lbs (it’s hard to tell, as my scale seems to be malfunctioning, I weighed myself 15+ times this morning in different places and got 3 different weights depending on where I was standing). It’s not too bad. I’m just still baffled as to what is causing the bloating. I was pretty much bloated to the max when I started and now I’m bigger, what gives? But I do feel better. I’m considering just chucking the scale, investing in some Spanx and moving on! (Kidding, I panic at the thought of not weighing myself every morning… I have issues… but the Spanx do sound appealing.)
Before I started I took an inventory of symptoms and rated them on a scale of 1-10. I’m rerating them now and will do that again in 1 week, and then 1 week after that when I’ve tested different foods. I think it’s a good way to keep track of things. A lot of times when we start to feel better we forget how cruddy we felt before and we aren’t really able to realize or appreciate that progress we’ve made. Some of the symptoms may sound a little strange, I’ll describe them as best I can. The first number is my rating before the diet, the second number is my current state.
9/3 Air in tummy (the full/can’t breathe feeling I talked about that almost sent me to the ER)
7/3 Gas pain
9/6 gas (less, and it’s actually coming out of me, so that is an improvement)
8/4 BM pain (was having sharp pain daily with BM, have only had it a time or two these two weeks, but my bowels aren’t moving as much either, so it’s good and bad)
8/5 BM quality/frequency (higher is better in this category)
9/9 Abdominal bloating
8/6 Abdominal “lumps”
5/6 Energy level
4/6 Eczema (I thought this might be part of the detox so I haven’t treated it with cortisone, just letting it do its thing)
7/4 Irritability/stress level
8/3 Anxiety (I find myself now able, when I start to feel anxious, to backtrack to the semiconscious thought that started the anxiety and decide if that thought is “true” or just a worry. It’s yet to be true.)
6/1 Depression (even though I haven’t been good about taking my EFAs and I also stopped taking my 5-HTP several days ago! … I do need to get better about the EFAs)
6/4 Swollen feet
6/1 Urination frequency (as in too much frequency, so 1 would be equal output to input… I’ve heard that when you have trouble processing sugars you will urinate frequently and I’m pretty much infamous for having to pee!)
5/3 Food cravings (only craving fruits and raw foods, no cravings for unhealthy/processed foods and I don’t spend all day thinking about eating anymore)
8/5 Muscle tension
4/4 Muscle strength
6/4 Endurance (seemed to be down when exercising yesterday, I was pretty weak and faint all day)
6/5 Weight (level of content with, higher is better)
4/8 Blood sugar balance (higher is better, as in more balanced)
6/8 General “balance”
6/8 Sleep quality (and I haven’t even taken my 5-HTP to help me sleep for several days)
7/2 Compulsive eating (I used to spend most of the day stuffing myself whether I was hungry or not, and I had to overeat to some extent because I was constantly trying to balance blood sugar. I now eat about a third as frequently as I used to and can go hours without getting hungry)
7/4 Back pain
7/3 Rib pain (I’ve had a rib out of place for 7 years that is stabbing/painful and surrounded by tight muscles)
In other news, last April I began seeing an internal medicine specialist who uses enzyme therapy. I had many positives throughout my body on the initial tests. Each time I’ve seen her I have fewer and fewer. I’m finally to a point where I don’t bloat and look pregnant every time I eat! I no longer get nausea and migraines while menstruating. I have less painful gas. I do not have nausea daily anymore, typically once every two weeks or so. The supplement I’m currently on is supposed to be helping to calm my nervous system and help me to sleep at night, but I haven’t seen an improvement yet.
The third, and last bit of news, related to the digestive news, is that after having a large lump in my lower right abdominal quadrant for a good 6+ months, I’ve decided to do a parasite cleanse. I had my specialist palpate the lump. She thought at first it might be appendicitis, but after doing a few tests she said it wasn’t likely. Her next guess was diverticulitis, but after coming home and studying that I really don’t think it is. There were no conclusive answers. I remembered reading in Norman Walker’s book Colon Health that upon x-ray of the colon if there is a certain shape of “pocket” at the beginning of the colon (the cecum) it is a parasite nest. This is not uncommon. Most of us have parasites and don’t realize it, even in developed countries. So I spent a week or two researching. The symptoms of Candida are the same as those for parasites, and the herbs that kill parasites also kill Candida. I found a great product called paraGONE by ReNew Life. It’s a 35 day cleanse. It’s pretty simple, you just take a few capsules and a liquid tincture several times a day along with a digestive enzyme, probiotics, and a fiber supplement which also contains probiotics. It’s all herbal. The reviews are awesome and it is a well-known, reputable product. The kids will also be doing the kid version of it. I plan to begin in the next few weeks; I just ordered my kit today. I will keep you all updated. Wish me luck! Also, I would urge you to do some research on parasites. You may also be infected. If you’ve got 3 or more of the following symptoms, it would be a good idea to do a cleanse (even if you don’t have symptoms, sometimes there aren’t any, it’s just a smart thing to do once a year). Here are some of the symptoms:
• B-12 Deficiency
• Blindness/Worsening Vision
• Brain fog
• Central Nervous System Impairment
• Chest Pain
• Cognitive Impairment
• Diarrhea or constipation
• Digestive complaints (gas, bloating, cramps, nausea, vomiting)
• Disturbed sleep
• Enlargement of various organs
• Gray hair
• Immunodeficiency (get sick easily)
• Iron Deficiency
• Irritable Bowel Syndrome
• Joint pain
• Lung Congestion
• Memory Problems
• Muscle cramps
• Night Sweats
• Overall fatigue
• Pain in the navel
• Persistent skin problems
• Post-nasal drip
• Ravenous appetite (or loss of appetite)
• Rectal itching
• Skin ulcers
• Sugar craving
• Swelling facial features
• Teeth grinding
• Unusual Sweating
• Unusual weight loss or weight gain
CHILDREN ARE ESPECIALLY SUSCEPTIBLE TO PARASITES!
I mentioned at the beginning of my winter cleanse that I’d found my initial list of symptoms and that I’d like to post concerning the symptoms I no longer have, or that have improved. Here it is:
I no longer:
- Ache all over
- Have night sweats
- Have jumpiness/startle very easily
- Have numbness or tingling in extremities
- Am unusually clumsy
- Tooth/gum pain
- Dark specks floating in vision
- Sore spot on top of head
- Pain in hand when writing
- Shortness of breath
- Weak grasp
- Rapid, fluttery heartbeat
- Low back pain
- Sciatica pain
- Shin splints
- Weak ankles
- Buckling knees
- Pain and swelling on knees
- Swollen feet
- Difficulty climbing stairs
- Restless legs
- Painful 1st steps in the morning
- Pelvic pain
- Feeling detached from reality/body
- Blacking out
- Cracking calluses on soles of feet
- Foot pain, inside of heel
- Pain down inner thigh
- Cheek bones tender to the touch
- Pain near left hip bone in abdomen
- Fatigue, I am no longer tired all day, or even every day, for that matter
- Sweet cravings, I no longer have them constantly and they do not control me
- Yeast, making small strides in this areas since I began taking Adya
- Don’t itch as much as I used to, less dry skin
- Less angry and irritable
- Hypoglycemia has improved considerably
- Don’t bruise as much
- Less dermographia
- Dizziness is much less frequent
- Post nasal drip is nearly nonexistent, no more coughing from it
- Anxiety episodes and few and far between and not nearly as intense, no full blown attacks
- Depression is rare
- Tearing, dryness of eyes, and blurred vision is nearly gone
- Heartburn is infrequent and can be remedied with ginger tea
- Hypersensitive nipples/breast pain almost nonexistent
- Bloating/gas/intestinal pain has improved
- Nausea, less frequent and can be remedied with ginger tea
- Immune System has strengthened quite a bit
- Eczema is improved quite a bit
- Short term memory has improved, less scattered thinking, better concentration
WOW. I thought it was only gone to be a few things! Well, that’s exciting. Its been fun revisiting my old life, NEVER going to relive it though!
Thirteen days ago I started my winter cleanse. As of this morning I’ve lost 5 pounds and some inches off my waist (see the photos). The black is slowly fading from my fingers (see previous post on Adya Clarity). All in all, I feel pretty darn good, other than the hemorrhoids that are still being stubborn and painful.
The plans moving forward from here are to continue a cleansing diet and lifestyle. Its going to be much like my cleanse schedule was, but with a few less supplements. See the plan at the end of this post.
The plan moving forward:
Fruit, preferably low sugar
Low sugar green smoothies
Raw Food Meals and snacks (small, chewed well, all solid food as little as possible to keep blood sugar balanced)
Minimal cooked food, if any at all
Limit raw desserts to 2 servings per week, and eventually to 1 serving
- 1 green protein shake (Sun Warrior Protein)
- 1-2 qts green juice, fresh
- Greens First (optional)
- Ginger tea (1+ per day)
- Other tea (opt)
- Adya Supershot (2 per day)
- Adya Supershot
- 34 oz Adya water
- 34 oz Adya water
- Chromium (2 caps per day)
- Iodine (2 per day)
- Acidophilus (3 caps)
- Acidophilus (3 caps)
- Digestive Enzymes
- Digestive Enzymes
- Ginger caps
- Ginger caps
- Ginger caps
- Isaflush (1 at bedtime, for a few more weeks)
- Enema (once a week)
- Body scrubbing (before showers)
- Feet soak and pumice (once per week)
- Yoga (at least 2 days per week)
- Aerobic exercise (at least 20 mins, at least 5 days per week)
- Abdominal exercise and stretching (at least 4 days per week)
- Sleep (try to be in bed by 10:30 pm, up around 7:00 am)
- Deep breathing/cleansing breaths (daily)
- Fresh air and sun (go outside or open windows at least 15 mins per day)
About 2 weeks ago, I was making smoothies for my kids using frozen blueberries. I noticed afterward the fingers of the hand I’d used to grab a handful of the berries looked sort of stained, like the berry juice got into all the crevices of my skin. I figured that’s what it was, since its winter and my skin is really dry and my hands do tend to crack in winter. So I decided I would use a measuring cup and not my bare hand from then on, and I did, but the “dirty” look never faded. I tried pumicing my fingers, figuring that if I could remove the dry, dead skin, the stain would go with it. To no avail. After about a week it actually seemed to be worse. I was beginning to wonder if I was doomed to have tainted looking hands forever. I mean, I was kind of starting to look like a hygienically challenged auto mechanic. Pretty embarrassing. Then one day, I noticed the stains were starting to show up on my other hand as well. I was perplexed… and then the “ah ha” moment came! I remembered when I first heard about Adya Clarity. It was from a video done by The Raw Food World (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0tDnqFZPi4I). I remembered them mentioning that one woman who was taking the supershots experienced her finger tips turning black from the expulsion of lead and heavy metals. BINGO! I’ve got lead coming out of my finger tips! That’s amazing! I was so excited… I took pictures! You’ve got to see this… THEN, you’ve got to order some Adya Clarity for yourself!!!!
Day 7 today. Some gross things to happily report… I’ve been through about 4 days of massive bloating and expelling all kinds of nastiness from my bowels. I find it fascinating that so much can come out of me when I’m eating a mostly liquid diet. I’ve been coughing up chunkies as well. Last Fri night and Sat morning it was as if my colon released bricks and it all plied up in my rectum and got stuck. I had to do an enema. It was so bad it was causing pain in my back from the pressure. As a result I ended up with marble sized hemorrhoids. Ouch. I forgot to list hemorrhoids as one of my major issues coming into this cleanse. I’ve been battling them since last February, when I got the flu and sat on the toilet for hours on end all night. It’s as though the blood vessel walls got so weak now they pool up every time I stand for too long, which I frequently do in the kitchen. They also flare up when I’m stressed. The tricky thing is that enemas irritate them, but I kind of have to do the enemas… so it’s an uncomfortable situation any way you play it. Anyway, my body is releasing stuff. I’ve had some cloudy, smelly urine, indicative of yeast. During the first few days of the cleanse I lose 4 pounds, then gained 3 back with all the bloat. I may extend the cleanse if it doesn’t all work itself out by the end of day 10. Part of the bloating, I’m sure, has to do with PMS and should soon be gone. I was excited when I realized my period would fall during my cleanse, since menses are cleansing as well. It gives my body one more avenue to expel toxins, and that’s always a good thing. I’ve gone through some rough patches over the past few days, but all for a good cause. It’s all just proof that it’s working, and I’m very thankful for that.