I am a rock star! OK, so I may not have the talent or the mega-millions of a rock star, but I do live like a rock star.
I have joined the likes of Usher and Tre Cool of Greenday who swear by the ultra-trendy colonics.
That’s right, I said colonics, the process of having water flow gently into the colon to flush out waste matter, and I got one.
If Katie Couric can get a colonoscopy on national television, then I can share my colonic experience.
You mention colonics and people are instantly repelled, their faces contorting into disgust and unbelief. “How?” they ask, and more importantly, “WHY?” and finally out of curiosity, “What was it like?”
I won’t share the specific details of how, but I will share why and what it was like.
Why did I choose to have this done? Am I simply crazy, some hippie health nut? Not at all, I was just intrigued, but skeptical. My first thought was, “You want me to do what? No, no I don’t think so.”
As I contemplated this new procedure, I remembered all the medical advice of past doctors, medical professionals and my parents about taking care of my colon.
My dad has had colon cancer a few times and I carry the faulty gene, so at the advice of people smarter than me, I took the plunge, I decided to get a colonic.
I can honestly say the feeling is unlike any other but not at all uncomfortable, as most celebrities report. Any discomfort was felt more out of embarrassment than actual physical discomfort.
It’s not a natural feeling but I can think of other medical procedures I’d take a colonic over any day. Getting a shot is worse, donating plasma or blood is worse and a cavity has more pain than a colonic.
The whole procedure took 45 minutes and it was a private affair. My therapist, Catherine Nielsen from Regenesis Integrative Heath Center, gave me a few simple instructions and left me to my privacy much to my relief and the end result was surprising.
I felt I had more energy to spare. I could feel my organs shift around inside me with more room.
I felt lighter mentally and physically and nothing in my body was sore or hurt. I didn’t feel uncomfortable afterwards and I even walked away with a smile and a wave goodbye to my new friends at Regenesis.
Living on the edge is part of the rock star lifestyle and surely I am now living on the edge of rock star pampering; now all I need is the musical talent.