I feel guilty sometimes.
My daughter is training to be a nurse.
So we all know that nurses work hard,
and are unsung heroes and all of that.
Everyone can remember a time that a nurse showed a special
kindness.
Or went the extra mile.
Or dealt with something that we just couldn’t possibly do
in an breathtaking way.
‘Normal’ people can’t work out where nurses get the stamina
or the inner resources from,
or remember all of the life-or-death technical stuff
while alarms are sounding and people are rushing around…
and all whilst looking like impossibly calm,
like gorgeous, genius angels floating effortlessly –
just casually saving lives!
You kind of cling on to them, like a lifeline
while the consultants breeze in and out.
But we all know it’s the nurses that fix people.
Superheroes, right?
And people are really ill, and in crisis
and families are distraught…
Then they leave the hospital and get on with their lives.
Whilst the nurses deal with the next crisis,
the next impossible conversation to have with a family member.
The next person cared for, second by second from Intensive Care,
to HDU, then the ward, then home.
Or not.
And the next. And the next.
I wonder if people write many heartfelt thank yous?
To let them know how their 4am efforts,
and tissues, and quick thinking,
and kindnesses had helped them?
How with their care, and skill, and support,
they had changed the course of that
family’s life, forever?
I wonder if the nurses would even get time to read them?
Or have the energy left at the end of a shift…
And so we ran a 30 Day Detox
and tonight I have been reading feedback from over 50
participants.
We gave them advice, and a food plan, and some exercise
(on things we know work)
and everything we could think of to help them succeed.
Everyone helped each other and it was just BRILLIANT.
(Much more brilliant than we even dared hope)
People can be so excellent.
We hoped we would communicate the WHYs
and not tell anyone what to do.
But help everyone get in touch with their feelings so THEY
did that for themselves.
To give information, so people weren’t deliberately confused
by big marketing machines and could make their
own informed decisions.
Actual. Real. Tested. Science.
Like the intelligent adults that they are.
I said I would not just sit at my computer being frustrated with
Slimming Clubs.
That’s easy.
Criticising things is really easy…
We put my money where our mouths were.
And mine is quite a big mouth.
But you knew that.
We set out to offer you something that wasn’t a Slimming Club
Or a diet
We weren’t going to flog the participants meal replacement shakes
and pretend it was food.
Or a long term solution.
To make a few extra quid.
We just told everyone the truth.
And a few lost a stone or more.
And several are in smaller clothes sizes.
But that isn’t actually that important.. in the scheme of things.
Yep – lose a couple of stone now – have a skinny Christmas
but be bigger than ever in March???
Not on our watch, sunshine.
The Detoxers – to a woman – have drastically, permanently
changed their relationship with food, exercise and their bodies.
They have reclaimed control.
They achieved what they didn’t think they would.
The feedback is RIDICULOUS.
Detoxers were not only WILDLY successful –
they were very generous.
We will show you tomorrow.
And it is so lovely to be thanked, and praised and all of that…
But we just told people the truth.
You can see why I feel guilty…
Seriously – if you know a nurse….can you just send them some
flowers, or a thank you note…
Maybe a John Lewis voucher? There’s Christmas coming up.
As a very brief summary…
Detoxers did not feel happy.
THEN
They stopped to think.
They learned.
They took control.
They established new routines
And they made amazing NATURAL new
choices.
THEY CHANGED SOMETHING.
Lots of things actually.
And now they are so proud of what they’ve achieved.
Quite right.
And we still have a week to go.
It’s nothing short of remarkable.
You wait.
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