The Worst of Times!

I am loving the fact that Maryam is posting! I think it will make for a much more "fun" time during this cleanse. Anyway, the worst of times is when the cleanse begins to work - i.e. you have to go to the bathroom. So the "climax" everyday is the salt water flush that you do....and boy do you ever flush with that thing- pun completely intended! So, Maryam had read that you are suppose to begin the cleanse with a laxative tea. So here I am, every the happy participant, drinking the tea in the morning... All day, I was good to go (he he he)- but then, as I drove home, I began to experience a rumbling of sorts. Now, one would think that because you are not eating there is little to excrete...a myth I tell you, a dang myth. I am feeling the rumble and, though I am not terribly far from my destination, I know that holding it was not an option. Like many of my fat days past- I celebrated at the first sight of a McDonald's. I will spare you the details, but all was well with the world after that pit stop. But, here is the rub of being a happy participant: I get home and, while on the phone with Maryam, take my bottle of salt water like a soldier. I lay down with the phone and the remote, waiting... I am scared to fall asleep because the slightest sneeze would ruin my 800 thread count sateen sheets... I wait, and Wait, and WAIT! Finally, I did what every mother tells a child before stepping foot out of the house- I went to the bathroom and tried to go... tinkle. Unintentionally, I fell asleep. Twice through the night I got up to "try"...tinkle. I was kind of annoyed. I can't take the mixed messages. Clearly, it was suppose to be one or the other. I mean, I knew that there couldn't have been much left after the McDonald's debacle, but who am I to question the reasoning of said cleanse?!?! Well, lemme be the one to tell ya- I will never double up again. No more tea! One is MORE than enough. We are on to day 2, and I am doing A-O-K. I haven't check in with Maryam yet, because she is teaching the leaders of tomorrow...I am glad I left that job yesterday! (luv ya, M). Well, I am off...