Saturday 27 August 2011

Fired and Re-hired, Then Fired Again..... The life of an amateur juicer.

I week has gone by.... and yet again I've not had the chance to go into details about the coffee enemas, so now seems as good a time as any doesn't it? But then the week has gone by too, and I want to tell you how Amanda is. So once again this is going to have to wait for a few days, I will get there though, I promise.

Wendy thanks for your kind comments and observations, it's lovely to hear from friends on the blog.
Amanda is amazing, she has incredible strength of body and mind, I'm only a helper..... Which does take the pressure off a bit some days, but other days

Monday 22 August 2011

Retreat into Stillness....

Hi dedicated followers.... all 42 of you, whom I can no longer see as there has been some problem with our BlogSpot followers tab, but I know you're out there, and thank you for that.
Amanda had a lovely week at the Penny Brohn Centre.  She was able to spend time alone, without me in tow, bothering her, constantly mythering her, talking incesantly, poking and prodding.  They had only one day where silence fell upon the group.  Amanda apparently spent most of the silent lunch

Tuesday 16 August 2011

All is good!

We've had a great week.
According to our GP, Amanda's blood tests have shown improvements for her liver function, and everything is looking fine and dandy blood wise.
The Gerson Practitioner also seems happy with the results.  All in all great news.
Sadly this changes nothing!  Ha ha!  Amanda is still on her restricted regime, and the juicing ploughs on regardless. Amanda is sticking to Gerson's Therapy where she can, unless of course we are away on a weekend, or as she is this week, at Penny Brohn.  She still dines on organic goodness, but

Friday 5 August 2011

In the Summer time when the weather is fine!

I don't have an awful lot to report this week folks.
We've done as normal.... as you know already.... The weather has been very hot, the Swiss Chard and Lettuce garden silently screamed for refreshment, swayingly aggitadedly in the 25 degrees breeze. Their prayers were later answered, when yesterday an entire morning of the wet stuff deluged their leaves and roots.
Today, as I sit here quietly typing on my little organic grocery stall, the temperature is slowly roasting me - note I didn't say burning - that's past stupid, increasing your risk of skin cancer by leaps and bounds, no one should risk getting burned these days, though no one