BUCHINGER DIARIES – DAY SIXTEEN

BUCHINGER DIARIES - DAY 16  AN EMBARRASSMENT OF RICHES What a day today has been.  Limped up stairs at the crack of dawn to see the lovely Helga for weighing-in and blood pressure.  While waiting, I was sitting next to a rather elegant woman reading a whodunit.  We started to chat, I told her about my problem and …

BUCHINGER DIARIES – DAY ELEVEN

BUCHINGER DIARIES - DAY 11  FASTING FOR PROTEST I heard yesterday that an Indian politician fasted for one day in protest of the corruption in the Indian government.  FASTED FOR ONE DAY – sorry I can’t help shouting – THE WIMP.  After nine days of fasting, let me tell you a one day fast ain’t going …

BUCHINGER DIARIES – DAY TWO

BUCHINGER DIARIES DAY 2 Woke up this morning and took hot steaming cup of pee to the lovely Helga.  ‘Aaaah Zzzooo Mrs Moooounayerrrrrr, ve zlip aulright’ crooned the lovely Helga.  ‘Noooo veee did not zplip aulright.  Ve tossed und turned all night long’ I replied.  ‘AAAAAAA vell, you vill zlip better tonight’.  End of conversation.  …

BUCHINGER DIARIES – DAY ONE

INTRODUCTION In late spring 2011 I spent three weeks at the Buchinger Klinik in Southern Germany.  I went primarily to lose weight and get therapeutic treatments for the herniated disk in my back which my doctors wanted to treat conservatively.  It was a little scary going alone when I couldn't walk very well because of …