Seemant's Entries in Category: Master-Cleanse

Remeber all those fasts I did last year? Well, I had a final blood test (well, for the year, anyway) a few weeks ago -- right before Christmas vacation -- I also had an appointment with my doctor. Anyway, here's the long and short of it: my liver enzyme levels are completely normal now, as are my cholesterol levels. At some point, I'll scan in all my reports (the relevant sections) and put them up so ...

Well, I definitely did not do the cleanse for long enough, this much I know. The statement is true for last time as well. The first indication of this: my tongue was still pasty white when I quit on the 11th day. I actually quit halfway through the day, for several reasons: some social (I need to meet with some people this week over meals), and some not (I have a blood test on Friday, and I want my body ...

Well, the last day came and went. My tongue (writing this on the morning of Day 11) remained white throughout Day 10, signalling at least a Day 11 on the fast in my immediate future. I don't really feel hungry any more. I mean some stuff sounds good and I want to eat it, but not physically -- there's no craving. It's a mental, "I'd like to eat cheesecake or chocolate mousse or both sometime soon" thing. I did the ...

So here's the thing. I'm bothered and puzzled. I'm puzzled by the fact that even though I haven't had anything to eat, and I haven't been flushing consistently (see the two days I missed), I still have to go to the bathroom every morning. I don't what the reason is -- perhaps, I've been steeping my senna tea for longer periods this time around (10-15 minutes). Either way, I wake up every morning with cramps/pains -- not fun, let me ...

Well, I had to flush in the evening on Day 8 again, instead of the morning, because of an early morning appointment. So, something strange. I was going to blog today that my tongue remained pink throughout the fast. Alas, that is not the case. On Day 8, my tongue has turned white. This can't be goodness, because that means this fast goes beyond Day 10. It takes like 3 or 4 days to get it pink again. I'm not ...

Day 7 went off fairly well without a hitch. I did the flush thing in the evening, and it worked for the most part. However, I only wound up drinking 5 glasses of lemonade instead of 6. And I've discovered something -- the fast isn't what makes me cold. The flush is what makes me cold. I don't know why, but there it is. I can't believe 7 days have gone by already. On the one hand, I can't wait ...

These updates keep getting later and later. Here I am on day 7 writing about Day 6. Before I jump into it, I wanna share some absolutely useless and tangential information. I'm driving into work this morning, listening to the local KISS affiliate (I usually listen to NPR, but I tune out during the give-us-money drives -- I do, in fact, give money, so quell that right there), and they play this new song by Nelly Furtado. The chorus was ...

Well, day 5 is almost at en end. As you can see, I decided forge ahead. There were a tempting few moments yesterday, filled with thoughts of veggie soup, sushi and chocolate (in that order), when I thought I'd quit. But since Aimee is pretty much on a soup diet (she a mde a big batch the day before), there won't be cooking smells around anyway, and hey, I'm at the halfway point besides. So there we have it, I'm ...

So, things did change today. Aimee's cold stepped up in intensity. She's been achy and throat hurty all day. We decided it was best she go off the fast, and onto some soup. She had some veggie soup tonight for dinner (carrots, celery, red potatoes, white potatoes, mushrooms, squash, onions, and tomatoes). Smelled great. I helped her with the veggie chopping. Now, I know why this time around has been so easy: there wasn't any food smell in the house! ...

And then there were three... My sister's fiance backed out of his master cleanse programme. They went to the mall, and he went through the food court, with all its smells of pizza and who knows what else, and that did him in. They got home and he made pasta with garlic bread. He feels guilty about it, of course, but he'll try again the next time. It's definitely a difficult thing to keep at, especially in the first few ...