Tuesday, January 17, 2006

Close, but no Cigar - Chapter 4

So I got it up the ass on Monday.

I prefer Kristy, but Heidi was gentle. She wasn’t as effective and she was really into rubbing my tummy during the experience – I’m not certain if I like that or not. It’s been a long time and the initial insertion was a little uncomfortable, but I relaxed into it for the rest of the hour. I allowed her to pump it in for quite some time, but my releases were nominal. As usual, the copious amounts of water pumped into me left me shivering afterward.

Yes, yes. I took a colonic.

I first started taking colonics about 7 years ago, but when I decided to pay off my credit card debt, colonics were one of the first things to go by the wayside. I’ve decided to start taking them again because I’m recommitting to my health in 2006.

People are usually fascinated by the fact that I voluntarily take colonics – I guess pouring 15 gallons of water up your butt just seems weird to most people. I enjoy them because they make me feel cleansed. There are so many toxins and putrefied foods in our intestines. The food we eat in our society is filled with preservatives. We ingest so many chemicals. I don’t want to sound new-Agey or anything, but colonics just make sense to me.

One of the main arguments against colonics is that it cleanses out your good bacteria along with bad bacteria. The place that I go to, the Tummy Temple in Seattle, refutes this on it’s website, saying that most good bacteria lives in the small intestine and colonics only cleanse the large intestine. I, however, feel that in American culture, because we eat so much processed crap, have so much bad bacteria in our systems, that cleansing good bacteria out is a small price to pay. Acidophilus anyone? I guess I consider colonics chemotherapy for my digestive system. Except it’s preventive, not a treatment after you’re already sick.

Despite the fact that I’m a “fat girl”, I have almost no cellulite. My slim friends have plenty. I attribute my smoothness, to my detoxifying regimens. I take a massage once a month, eat plenty of fiber and I’m cleaning my colon again. I hope to do several this year. Colonics are just one of the steps I’m taking to lose weight and improve my health.

I’m taking other steps to lose weight too: Training for a marathon (note to self: must blog about that!). Severely limiting my processed foods. Exchanging my pop for tea and/or water. I’m still drinking coffee, though. Got to give myself something. I will start weight training after I’ve lost some weight – I really need to work on my muscle tone. And I’m eating mostly fibrous foods and protein.

The newly added fiber in my diet is quite effective. It should really help my next cleanse. I can’t wait to see what dislodges from my colon! Did I mention that earlier? That when taking a colonic, you can see your poo floating by? It’s totally cool.

- Susan in Seattle

Wednesday, January 04, 2006

New Year’s Rockin’ Eve

If you watched the traditional Dick Clark broadcast, you were probably horrified or embarrassed at least, to see him emcee a large portion of the show. At least, that’s what I’m hearing from people who are talking about it. It hurts me more than I can really explain.

Do we really need to hide away people who’ve been sick? Is it too awkward or uncomfortable for us? Or is it just the reminder that we are mortal that we find so disturbing?

Kirk Douglas accepted a life-time achievement award a few months after his stroke. His speech was impeded, but not as significantly as Dick Clark’s. I don’t remember people talking about how unnecessary his appearance was – if I remember correctly, it was more that he was brave. I’m sure he is still recovering even though this happened about 5 years ago.

My mother’s stroke was 15 years ago. She never fully recovered. It’s like watching New Year’s Rockin’ Eve every day. And it is uncomfortable. She serves as a reminder to me every day that I need to lose weight, eat healthy food, go to the doctor, exercise, etc…

I guess I just want to say that I thought his appearance was brave at most, bittersweet at least.

I heard that his appearance was serving as a “passing of the torch” to Ryan Seacrest. I hope it wasn’t. Not that I dislike Ryan Seacrest (I have no opinion on him whatsoever). I want America to see that you don’t throw a person away just because they’ve been sick. Dick Clark could still live to be 100 years old. I hope he hosts a little longer; I would enjoy watching America squirm. Stroke is a tough reality. Surviving a massive stroke is even tougher.

On New Year’s, Dick Clark served as a warning and a lesson. Good for him.

Happy New Year.

- Susan in Seattle