Milan to Frankfurt. Bumpy airplane ride. Little Lufthansa plane. Mary ordered a German beer. It was HUGE! Unfortunately, we weren’t sitting next to each other. The plane was full.
Somehow, I knew I was going to have a problem at the car rental place.
They wanted $600 more dollars for the insurance and wouldn’t take the insurance I bought at home. Paid it and took off in my Mercedes Benz. 160 km/hr. We got to Baden-Baden pretty fast. It drives well. It was a bit rainy and cold outside.
Day 1 Diagnostic Tests
Today it’s cloudy.
Came to the Cell Vital Clinic for diagnostic testing. Blood work, saliva, urine, photograph of eyes, prints of my hands, feet, nose, and forehead and a new test from Switzerland called Global –???—-. Dr Mariann put two gel pads on my ankles. It sends signals to the rest of my body and took about 8 minutes. From that the computer checks oxidative stress levels in the body and indicates what areas need detoxification.
My hypothalamus was red (stress or perhaps the allergies I’m encountering here). My neck, 3 areas in my back and my intestines and colon were orange (plus 6 of my teeth, lower fangs, and 4 molars). It was neat because it was a a 3 D shape of a body and the colon and intestines were all lite up. Guess that means I’ll be having colon hydrotherapy while I’m here. Was told I need to stay away from wheat, pork and needed to exercise.
Today I see Dr Sommer. His daughter is starting to work over here. She’s going to become a Naturopathic Dr like her father after she finishes school. Dr Buki Buki and his wife Simone are going to retire in June. I’m sad about that. He is the best at getting my veins to cooperate. They both are currently on vacation in Indonesia, diving.
I love our apartment but we have to scale a mountain to get there. And I’m not kidding either. It’s on the side of a mountain near a castle (that’s where I parked the car…I hope it’s still there when I return). I don’t know who is going to have a heart attack first, me or Mary. We are quite the pair huffing and puffing!
Once we get to our building, we have to climb 4 flights of stairs ’cause our room is in the attic, of course. I don’t know too many people who could survive this climb, but the place is worth it if you get there. It’s a historical building and its got a big old door in the front.
Inside the beams of the roof are everywhere which adds charm to the place … except when you forget they are there and walk into them. That’s what I did at the entrance to our place. Not a lot of room to manoeuvre. I keep smashing my head into the other beams of this apartment especially in my bedroom.
Went to eat at The Lanterne as the pickings were slim as to what was opened.
I start treatment tomorrow.