At the start of our adventure with the Gerson technique, I thought the biggest hurdle would be keeping up with the relentless amount of juicing, shopping, cleaning and covering the immense costs of doing the diet. But what I didn’t fully envision was that doing the Gerson technique would mean I would never again be home alone and yet I would often feel incredibly alone.
In a normal relationship you have down time from each other, you go out with friends, go to work, go on trips, come back refreshed. Instead we are living in a hanky-sized apartment (this is our first time living together) and Laura never leaves. She is a prisoner of the diet. During the week, we also have a daytime carer for Laura and on weekends our friends (thankfully!) pour in to help us juice. I now stay in the bedroom (on the rare moments Laura isn’t there already) if I want an uninterrupted minute. I never thought about it before, but it has an exhausting effect on the nervous system if you can’t occasionally perch in a quiet corner to rest unobserved.
The other oddity, which I imagine happens to anyone who looks after a sick loved one, is the sudden imbalance in the relationship. Where once Laura and I took turns propping each other up, cooking for each other, soothing each other and taking the lead, now Laura is too sick to stretch out a hand when I’m flagging. Also, struggling with the diet is making her very angry. According to the Gerson book venting is part of the healing reaction and is called ‘the Gerson rage’. They say not to take it personally. I try not to, but it makes me feel very alone.