After three weeks, 273 juices, 105 enemas and 42 baked potatoes it is now time to say goodbye to the Gerson clinic and to all the amazing and inspiring people we’ve met. While I’m excited to go home (I miss my dog terribly) I’m also slightly nervous. I’m heading back to reality. Well, a new… Read More
Read MoreThe woman you see posing with me in the photograph above is 88 years old. She doesn’t wear glasses, she has no arthritis, she has no aches and pains, she doesn’t even have health insurance. Oh, and her skin is amazing! Her hands are almost as smooth as my own. This lady is Charotte Gerson… Read More
Read MoreThe Gerson clinic is not your regular hospital. Sure there are doctors and nurses looking after us and running tests and everyone is here because they have a serious illness, but that is where the similarities end. For instance, what kind of hospital includes soaking in a Jacuzzi as part of its treatment regime? Once… Read More
Read MoreToday I had Gerson’s version of a tequila slammer – with some slight modifications. The tequila is replaced with two tablespoons of castor oil and instead of a lemon chaser we are given a cup of black coffee (the only time coffee is allowed here). The after effect was the same though, minus the few… Read More
Read MoreFor almost two years I have been dabbling in the Gerson Therapy. I’ve been downing copious amounts of juice, cut almost every pleasurable morsel out of my diet, taking a pharmacy full of supplements and partaking in treatments I once considered to be completely unthinkable e.g. coffee enemas. I managed to stick to this regime… Read More
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