Gerson Therapy update – endless juice, yoghurt and two-year-old tantrums

Posted July 5, 2010

I’m in my 12th week of the Gerson Therapy. 12 down, 65 to go! A few people have been asking me how things are going so far, so I thought I’d give you a quick update. I was going to have Tracey Grimshaw cover it on A Current Affair, but then I realised she probably has more important issues to report on, such as how cutting sugar from your diet will help you lose weight. However did they come up with that shockingly new revelation? Sorry ACA fans, but the show hardly covers anything riveting.

Now that I’ve taken you all way off track, I’ll get back to the point of today’s post. Since being home from Mexico I’ve been very well behaved, doing as I’m told and sticking to the regime. I’d been having 13 juices a day, five enemas a day, taking castor oil every second day and eating all the baked potatoes, salad, veggies and Hippocrates soup I can stomach. It’s been monotonous and time-consuming but time is flying, thankfully!

I had my first phone consultation with the doctors in Mexico last week. They were happy with my last blood test results so they’ve given me permission to cut the enemas back to three times a day, castor oil just twice a week and vitamin B12 shots twice a week. I’m also allowed to have a little bit of yoghurt! You have no idea how good fat-free, sugar-free organic natural yoghurt tastes when your taste buds have been so deprived. It would be like giving donuts to Nicole Richie. If you use your imagination, spread the yoghurt on potatoes and it tastes just like sour cream, I swear!

I’m coping with the diet and rigorous routine, but the social isolation does my head in. It’s not that I’m not allowed to leave the house, but I can’t go too far for too long. There’s really only about 45 minutes between juices. If I want to go anywhere for longer than that I pack a flask with a couple of juices in it. I’m not supposed to make a habit of it as the juices lose their power if they’re not drunk fresh from the carrot. I had my first sober night out last weekend. It was better than I expected, but I was so thirsty that my boyfriend had to bring me a flask of cold peppermint tea to the club. I felt a little more comfortable with a glass of something in my hand, but it did nothing to sooth my craving for a vodka, lime and soda.

While most days I go about the therapy with a positive attitude and can usually identify the many blessings I’m receiving from this experience, I do have days where I hate the world and everything in it. There are times when I feel so chained to this therapy and so cut off from everything else that I’m an absolute nightmare. I get angry, sad, depressed and frustrated (and look not unlike the girl in the picture above). But then I have a big cry or scream at whoever is around to cop it (usually my poor, and thankfully very understanding boyfriend) and before you know it the cloud lifts and I snap out of it. I know how unreasonable I am when I have one of these tantrums but I can’t control myself. It’s kind of like someone else steps into my body, lets all their rage fly and then leaves me standing there, confused and wondering what the heck just came over me. It’s not much fun, but I’m reassured it’s all just part of the therapy and that I’m not really a psycho bitch. Oh pipe down, I’m not.

Tantrums and vodka cravings aside, if I ever need a little encouragement or reassurance that I’m on the right healing path all I have to do is hit up You Tube and check all the amazing Gerson success story videos. Like this one:

Positive affirmation for the day: Today I am becoming more aware that I can choose how I feel in the moment. Today I choose to let go of thoughts that are negative and destructive. Today I choose to feel good.

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