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… but not so hard that I cannot do it.”
That is my mantra for the moment.
As I wrote earlier, I deliberately did not over-research what I was doing to experience during my Ayurvedic treatment as a way of forcing myself to learn to deal with ambiguity and anxiety.
Oh boy! Dealing with it I am.
I did not realise the first seven days were essentially what one might consider a detox. Everyday I am a given various Ayurvedic tonics to drink — which are all horrid. The first one is a — as the doctor put it so unambiguously — a laxative, a purger, a cleanser.
And it works. And well.
I take it first thing in the morning, and by the early afternoon, the effects have worn out. Thats some precision medication. Respect!
The other tonics are to help with digestion and appetite. Other than tasting like a squashed bee decomposing on a putrified slug, it seems to have no dramatic effects.
The other thing that seems to be exhausting me is the bundle massage. Its basically where various Ayurvedic medicines are placed in a cloth bundle, then lightly fried in medicated oil before one is gently pummelled.
You read that right — fried.
The bundles are hot, but much like my above mantra, not so hot that I cannot manage it. However, I do ever so often get that uneasy feeling that I am being carefully basted with herbs and spices. Good thing this place is a vegetarian only joint. If not, I might start worrying.