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Don’t you hate when you’re just starving to death and you can wait to get home and eat lunch and then you stuff it in so fast that you then have a stomach ache?
Wait! That happens to other people right???
Anyways, sorry I haven’t written much lately. Doesn’t it seem like I’m always apologizing? I guess it’s because this blog is no longer a big priority for me. I mean, it was NEVER a big priority for me but I did it to prove to people that I could do something and I was sort of into it.
Now I’m doing it because … well, why am I doing it? I don’t even know myself. At any rate, I went to the spa last week and I hurt myself. Ironically, the one goal I had when I went (well I actually had two I suppose) was to NOT hurt myself. The other goal was to change my attitude, which I’m happy to say I did.
So somehow, as you know, I did hurt myself and it won’t fucking get better. Seriously, I hurt myself last Thursday and it’s Wednesday and it’s only mildly better and that s because … I went to get acupuncture.
At this point I think I would have tried anything so I set it up. I got there and she told me that I didn’t have “good energy.” What can I say? I was in a shit mood because of my back. Then she informed me that my “dietetic” wasn’t good. Well, that’s what I’m trying to change and I would if my BACK DIDN’T HURT!!!
So she had my lie down and stuck all this shit in my back where it was “swollen” and then I guess some of it was connected to a machine because it vibrated. She said lie down and relax and I’ll be back and put on a timer.
I then proceeded to crawl out of my skin because a) she didn’t tell me how long it would be and b) I was convinced that the needles weren’t covering the area that I wanted covered and c) I’m terrible at lying still and d) my head was on one of those massage table thingies and it was NOT comfortable so basically …
I spent my time wiggling and starting to go out of my mind. So I waited … and waited … and waited … and the timer went tick, tick, tick while I waited …
Finally the timer rang. Seriously I would say about 45 minutes and nobody had even checked on me and I was so wiggly and I could tell that my back would still hurt and I was seriously annoyed.
Maybe 10 minutes later she comes in and tells me I’m done. Yeah, I’m done. Just like that. I still don’t feel great but I go into the office and they guy (her husband?) gives me these patches to put on my back with these instructions:
Don’t use more than 5 hours
Don’t use at work because they smell awful
Check the skin to make sure you don’t have a reaction
Come back next week
So I leave and I’m not too happy because Julie said I’d feel better and I still hurt.
When Kevin got home he put the patch on and it stank to high heaven BUT between that and Tylenol my back did feel a bit better.
This morning is the best day I’ve had but it still hurts a lot! I wasn’t going to but I did a bit of the recumbent bike this morning and now I’m going to rinse off and put another smelly patch back on. I couldn’t read the instructions because, of course, they’re in Chinese.
The stuff is called Zhiton Gao…
Wish me luck. Worse case scenario I die of the smell or it’s poison or I might just become a convert. We shall see …