Last Saturday, a friend and I went to a seminar. In the morning, was a lecture on assorted health things, with a concentration on digestion. After a 1 1/2 hour lunch break, we convened again for the hands-on portion. There were massage tables, and we took turns being on the table and working on each other. Some was physical manipulation, like rotating the legs, etc. Some was pure energy work. It was great fun. In fact, I haven't had that much fun since I was about five years old. Usually, there's an underlying feeling of stress, of emotional or mental discomfort, of hating life, of fearing/feeling judged negatively, of not being able to totally "let my hair down", etc. This time, it was pure fun while I was learning to do this stuff, and while it was being done to me.
This morning, I was looking through the many handouts we were given to see what I wanted to keep, wanted to toss, and wanted to "correct" (my friend, just before the thing started, was going through one of the handouts, crossing out parts and writing on the paper between the lines. I asked him if he was correcting it. He said he was. Ah, a man after my own heart). By the way, we didn't address many of the handouts during the seminar. That would probably take a week, I think.
So, this morning, I was looking through the papers and came across one on liver/gall bladder flushes. Reading it, I got a bit frustrated at the false information, and I am sure this is why people who do these flushes are viewed as idiots who think they have hundreds or thousands of gallstones when they don't have any.
This is the sentence that bothered me the most, and spurred me to make this post (even though probably no one reads my posts, as I am quite unknown among health circles, though my blog L'Jn's Voice was somewhat known among certain religious people):
Gallstones are soft, sticky and filled with cholesterol.When I was doing research before doing a serious flush, I studied all I could about this, including reading what people said who thought the whole thing was a load of crap.
I discovered that if one is really passing gallstones, and not poop that looks like rocks (even green rocks, which is nothing more than gall-infused poop), the little "rocks" will be dry and crumbly. Now, I need to point out, in case you don't know, the dryness is relative. Dry in comparison to regular poop.
So, I did the cleanse. Not eating any fat for so many hours (a day or two, I think), not eating for so many hours before doing the flush, then putting oil into juice and drinking it down. The juice is so you don't vomit the oil back up, because drinking pure oil (especially a third or a fourth of a cup) is gross. I probably took some sort of laxative in there somewhere - I don't recommend Epsom Salts. It is exceedingly harsh.
I've done a serious liver cleanse three times in the last 2 or 3 years. This first time, after I took the oil and juice mixture, I was lying down as per instructions. Oh, I felt horrid! There was nausea, and there was just an icky feeling, and I vowed I would never do this again. And the feeling centered in the bottom of my stomach/top of my small intestines - or so I supposed from where it seemed to be, and I am sure it was the gall bladder opening wide to pour out bile to digest the fat, whilst pushing out over 55 years worth of accumulated stones.
Warning: This is the part where people who describe this stuff get a bit gross, so you might want to skip the following paragraphs.
When the "stones" came out, all of it was bright green (bile). I did not automatically assume that meant stones because the bile could have colored the poop, so I picked up each stone (maybe 9-13 or so) and squished it. If you intend to do this, you will want to use gloves. Each stone was relatively dry-a lot drier than poop, and when I squished them, they crumbled.
A week later, I decided to do it again, in spite of misgivings about how horrible it felt. This time, there was little to no nausea and no "ick" feeling that I recall. Again, I passed green "stones" - but they failed the squish test. They were, as quoted above, soft and sticky. They were nothing more than gall-infused poop.
A year or so later, I did it again (this year, in fact). Again, no nausea, no nearly-unbearable "ick" feeling. No green poop either, and the little "stones" again failed the squish test.
End of gross part.
So, when or if you research gall bladder flushes and read people's experiences, please be aware that those people who think they are passing hundreds of stones over and over and over again are probably mistaken. How can that many stones be created so quickly? I mean, I was between 55 and 60 (closer to 60 than 55) when I first did the flush. That is nearly 6 decades in which to grow such things. But even a year to two and a half years later, my body had not regrown anything, especially anything big enough to see and squish. And I honestly don't think I am an anomaly.
My mom had her gallbladder taken out when I was around 2-5 years old (she would have been roughly around 40 years old). I wish she'd known about these flushes. I think her stones would have flushed out and she would have kept her gallbladder her whole life.
So, bottom line for me is that these flushes are great, and I would do them before I had an operation, but let's not get carried away in our enthusiasm and think we have them when we don't. (Perhaps some people "get off" on having poor health, on having something wrong with them, or are just bored; I don't know.)