Romona Foster

Review of Robert Jordan Health Services ...

I truly don't know how to describe this experience...

I truly don't know how to describe this experience. It actually took me a couple of weeks to write this review.

First, I have to say, this was my very first colon hydrotherapy session ever, and it was a very creepy experience for me.

I knew that the session was in a house, but did not expect the session to literally be performed in a bedroom -- as in the past, I have gone to see doctors who operate out of their homes, but a portion of the home was setup like a doctor's office and away from any activity going on in the home.

I was greeted at the door by my name (by Robert). No other words were spoken as he guided me to the bedroom. He told me to have a seat and gave me paperwork to fill out.

I am sure it was obvious I was nervous, but Robert did nothing to break the ice. No conversation, and no eye contact.

After I filled out the paperwork, he gave me a brief overview of how everything worked and told me to take my pants off, get on the table thingy (I don't even know what to call it, the explanation was so brief), then cover myself with a very thin, tiny blanket that only covered my thighs -- and he would be back.

I did as I was instructed to do, but not before closing the blinds to a window that was facing someone else's back yard. There was another window with no covering right where I spread my legs and put my feet in the holders. (The more I write, the more I can't believe I did this.)

He came back to make sure I inserted the hose properly and explained how to turn on and off the water.

He did keep checking on me, and got friendly when he recommended that I do two sessions that day since I had a lot to get out. I agreed. He mentioned it again, and said, "You'll pay for two" as if I had expected him to give it to me for free.

I finished the first session, and had to buzz him when I felt like I was going to vomit toward the end of the second session. He seemed a little bothered by my disturbing him.

I made it through the entire colonic (Hallelujah!), but then it came time to clean up. Robert began handing me a couple of baby wipes (for my adult sized bum) and a couple of paper towels -- and stood over me while I attempted to wipe all this mess off of me. I was so thouroghly grossed out and felt my privacy was being violated. He was actually rationing the wipes and towels like the cost of service would not afford him to buy more. I would have felt much better with a basin of warm water and some soap.

I managed to put my clothes on and was at least allowed to use his restroom where I could wipe myself further (and use soap though this may upset him).

He got friendly again when he asked for my card, and asked if I wanted to schedule another session.

I felt so dirty leaving this place, and would never ever do this again outside of a professional environment, and not with a man as the administrator (sorry guys, but that was too much for me to handle). Fortunately, I found a woman with a sterile facility who I will be going to this week.

This felt like one of those abortion clinics you would see in the movies before abortion was legal. It felt like I was doing something no one should know about. Just creepy!

I say all of that to say, I would definitely do another colon hydrotherapy session, hence the two stars, but just not at this house.