OK, we are all dealing with that question in the title…

But why is it that it is not obvious? Why aren’t things, when they get better, cause that we feel better.

Makes sense, doesn’t it?

And yet. Before you can get better, often you will get/feel worse.

Just take one small example that can show how this works: you are overweight. Little or much, doesn’t matter.

Whether you know it or not, the body uses fat to hide and insulate pockets of poison in it. Poison that it did not have the energy to process and eliminate at the time the poison load was too large.

Like you to to your parents on Thanksgiving. You eat as much as they put in front of you. It is 10 times the quantity your body is able to process.¹

The more you eat over that quantity the more food is there that the body cannot process, and unprocessed food is poison. So the body dumps the poison into fat.

When you are doing a cleansing or healing process, the body starts to feel brave and strong, and starts to un-earth the hidden poison pockets. What does that mean? That for a little while you have poison dumped into your blood stream while the liver works furiously to turn it into sweet tasting sweet smelling. body friendly compounds that are safe outside of the fat-pocket.

Everyone reacts to poisons slightly differently: I get antsy, restless, feel a kind of anxiety that has no cause.

Others get headaches, flu like symptoms, back ache, mucus, allergic reactions. I hate mine, you probably hate yours. That’s life.

If and when you do a process like the h2o2/hydrogenperoxide therapy with the growing amount of drops in the water every day, you should rejoice. Even if you suddenly binge, or bark at your kids… it means that your body is now freed up to deal with some of the poison it hid when it didn’t feel up to processing it.

Clear? Just don’t binge so much that you create new poison pockets, ok?

1. the rule of thumb here (should be called rule of fist, lol, is that your stomach’s capacity is 3 times your fist. You should eat no more than one fist worth of quantity of solid food, one fist worth of quantity of liquid, and leave one fist worth of room for processing. [↩]

I had a discussion yesterday with Huntress. I claimed that it is near impossible to remember what happened a week or ten days earlier… but even more relevant than remembering is actually noticing.

I have paid attention that most people are sleepwalking through their days and the only things that register on their “I noticed that” screen are bad stuff that evokes a strong emotion.

No wonder that at the end of the day we only remember bad stuff and the good stuff… as it never happened.

With that said, I spent some time yesterday paying attention to my body. At first it felt like nothing had changed, that this whole h2o2-hydrogenperoxide-oxygenation therapy isn’t working.

But then I noticed that I had hardy any headaches since I started, and normal for me is to have a headache every morning… at least was… before I started the therapy.

Another thing I noticed is that I am breathing through clear nasal passages… I don’t normally have that even in the summer.

Another thing I noticed is that, for some reason, I am not craving sweets. That I am able to stick to my no chocolate commitment, without suffering about it.

I also noticed that mychiropractor says that I needed only minor adjustments, more like maintaince that repair.

The acid reflux is not something I miss, but I forced myself to notice that it seems to be gone.

I noticed that I am not hungry as in hunger pangs, but hungry enough to enjoy my meals. Enjoying my meals is new to me. I can really taste the food, whereas for the past few years everything tasted the same… blah.

So I sum it up: if you want to test something, you need to take notes, you need to pay attention to things more than usual. Otherwise you may come to the wrong conclusion. Like I almost did.

This stuff seems to be working.

I am expecting miracles. What?

I expect to be able to walk without pain. I expect to be able to smell the flowers again. I expect to have no pain when I touch my belly. I expect to fix my loose front tooth… without having to get a false tooth to replace it.

I also expect to have the energy and enthusiasm I used to have when I was 35.

Do you know what? I have an inkling that I’ll get it. Yaaay.