A naturalist doctor I heard over Emily Marcelo’s radio program said that water is the elixir of life, and the penultimate medicine. Like a charging warrior, it pumps up emaciated blood cells and turbo-washes it of toxins.
Take bad breath. Who says you don’t have it? I do. Jesus, if you think you don’t have it, man you are dreaming. Ever smelled your drool halfway through dreamworld? I bet my hundred bucks it must have smelled like a cross between a shit and rotten vomit. Yewwww!
So, having heard it, and having disregarded Orocare as a first defense against morning breath, I convinced myself that I must do it. Immediately, now, asap.
In between doing laundry washing, cooking, checking my emails, answering the phone, and getting fleas off our mongrel dog Puga, I set my eyes on the wall clock and started drinking at exactly 8:30am. Doing simple mathematics, I knew that by the time I hit 4:30pm, I would have run to the latrine around 6 times as I have stuffed my bladder with sweet water 8 glassfuls full.
The doctor, bless him, was right. I huffed into my dry palm and smelled it close. Nope, there was no odor. And that was sans toothbrushing. And my pee was clear white, as opaque as a white sheet can be!
I have been doing it quite faithfully for some time now. Naturally tested, and THE CURE passed it with swirling colors!
Now, if only I can maintain it for a lifetime…
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