Among the most west pavement, it was possible to stare directly in the smaller, most west and most private pavement for the exclusive use of guests residing in the Vivamayr Villa (which amounts to 3750 euros per night). My permanent guest colleagues and I were staring at the private villa, and we tried to distinguish the features of the face, or even the age of the woman we saw there. (Impossible.) People were constantly looking forward to each other to see if any of the celebrities. Although Vivamayr was nice and costly, almost everyone knew a more beautiful and more expensive place, as even the richest people can pay money for similar services; I heard a lot of talk about such places that I found myself in the end I thought of Vivaire as their destroyed and body cousin. I wondered was this the key to Vivaire’s success? Can it be convinced that the wealthy of the program is faded unless their destination, somehow, is less than ideal?
When I dated my tireless pursuit of the sweetness of my doctor, Vivaire, her eyes were shining like sand sugar on cakes with a seed grocery in seasonal shapes. She said at our first meeting: “I have something in my mind:” Testing “functional muscle diagnosis” for “intolerance”. I had no idea what hell was. It seemed great.
In the specified afternoon, high -slope stairs rose to the light of the sun to its desk. I asked me to lie on the exam table. I had to use my muscles to move my knees towards my head, and overcome the gentle pressure that you are pushing the knee in the opposite direction. I moved it easily. You are starting to click on small pieces of materials on my tongue with the help of a wooden failure. After every deposit of the crumbs, I was asked to repeat the knee maneuver to the head. The doctor said that if he faced my tongue, “my body does not like it”, my muscles will weaken for up to 20 seconds, before I recover. In this way, it can determine allergies, weaknesses and shortcomings in my diet. I moved my knee effortlessly until I put on my tongue a soft white powder. Suddenly, I can barely pay against it. She said, “This is in fact what I thought.”
The doctor stated that my muscles were badly interacting with a few geniuses of yeast, which means that my desire to eat sweets was due to a fungal infection in my intestine. She explained that the microorganisms that cause infection live on sweets, and I was fed them constantly. The doctor said about the thing that grows inside me: “We have to hide it.” “You know what it means: no sweets. No yeast. I will also have to take the medicine. I was amazing. What I thought was that my personal preference was apparently the vicious appetite for foreign invaders.” What might cause this? “I asked. The doctor thought I was This infection was “very long”; she may have arisen from an antibiotic at some point in my childhood.
I was not ready to abandon sweets just because I lost control of my personality for decades due to some strange fungi that kidnapped my mind in its tireless pursuit of sugar. And because I was dealing well with the infection, I wondered loudly, was there no risk that my physical chemistry would fail if I tried to eliminate it? The doctor said that the only danger is to continue to allow her to prosper without deterrence. She said, “He may interfere with your intestine” if you keep it “very long.” “Your intestine really may harm. Your passion for sugar will never end. She added that if you succeed in eliminating the infection, the digestion that was already good may become better.
