1. Report on Day One--I did OK with the first juice I made, but the second was terrible! I used THREE cucumbers, two small sweet potatoes and a 1 lb bag of carrots (trying to make this stuff in batches). The cucumber took over and ruined the whole thing.
Lesson: Make a small batch FIRST, then taste it.
2. I had to go to a Starbucks to get some paperwork done and ordered an herbal tea, which I think is OK. But I was away from home long enough to get not only hungry, but a bit SAD about being hungry--and then it occurred to me that I would have to experience this hunger/sadness for the next 10 days, which led me to:
3. BIG MISTAKE--Stopping on the way home at "Total Wine and More" for my favorite (well, when not juice fasting) beer. I rationalized: beer IS "liquid," and the process of beer-making involves lots of vats and condensation, etc etc--which can''t be all THAT different from juicing! (The cucumbers must have addled my brain--either that or I can basically rationalize ANYTHING.)
4. Arriving home, rather than drink Juice #2 that I prepared, I had a beer. After that I felt sick and thought I might GET sick, so I ate some little whole-grain crackers. It did help, but that also means I officially BLEW IT.
(Recommendation: Don't drink alcohol while juicing as the carbonation is multiplied in your stomach by 1000% and you'll feel like exploding.)
SO, the only real problem I had yesterday was-----ME!!!
Today I am going to the gym and then the Dr, and on the way home I am going to get more vegetables along with a couple of limes, as this will add good flavor. I think.
Teela--I remember my daughter's first real snub in Kindergarten. We live in Southern CA but the community of school parents is pretty "tight." One of her new "best friends" had a birthday, and the little girl announced it to the entire class. The mom came to the classroom after school, and my daughter approached her and said, "What time is Ludmilla's (not her real name) party?" And the mom said, "Well, not EVERYbody is invited, and you are not one of them." And I was standing RIGHT THERE. If there's ever a minute I wanted to clock somebody, that was it. My daughter was crushed, and on the day of that party we did something fun ourselves--I can't remember (probably Chuck E Cheese, as a giant costumed rat and pizza can turn any day around). I hope your little guy's situation clears up soon. One thing I learned is that while our instinct is to protect them and come to their defense, and it almost hurts to type this--they do learn about themselves and human nature and how to cope with it if we let them work some of it out on their own. All my best to you!