Friday, September 21, 2007

Ayuravedic massage

My Massage Doctor and Me

One morning last year I woke up with a terrible pain at my upper left arm. To my horror I found out that I could not lift it above my head. My shoulder got locked! I hate going to see any kind of doctor, so I just ignored it, thinking that it'll be ok. soon. I bought tons of balms and all kind of muscle relaxing medecines available in the market. They helped a little. So one day I decided to go and see a proper doctor who told me that my symptom was officially called Frozen Shoulder, resulting from using my hand and arm in the wrong way ( drawing and computer keyboard tapping all the time, I guess). He looked serious and said I needed to have a thorough x-rays. Fearing that the next step will be an arm operation or some kind of electric shock, I freaked out and said I would come back later if things were not getting better in 2 weeks. So he gave me some conventional medicines and told me that if it was my decision to endure all the pain, then he could not help it. On my way back home, I had made up my mind that I would not go back to the hospital and would try to find some alternative cure. So after consulting with about dozen advisers I decided to go to Ayuravedic massage. I was warned that this method would cause terrible pain at the first time but would make me feel definitely better later. Although prepared, I still nearly fainted from an unbearable pain. I tried not to scream even though my massage doctor,whose name was Mor Nui, told me it's alright to scream. Everyone screamed, he said. Not me. I would endure all this and I would survive. And it turned out that I did survive and did feel better. I went there a couple of time a week and after 2 months I felt pretty ok. My masssage doctor told me that it would take probably a year or two before my arm will be completely healed. He gave me some excercises to help relaxing my stubborn muscles. Do these everyday, he said, otherwise the muscle would be stressed again. So I did. And little by little I have recovered. Now I can raise my poor left hand above my head. It is still not 100% ok. and I still had to excercise everyday, but I am happy with it. This experience taught me a precious lesson that our body is fragile and we have to be very careful with it. If you neglect them, they will, just like us, become strained and stressed and rebellious! Sorry ARM, promise that from now on I will definitely take good care of you : )

Anyway, I drew this pic of myself and my massage doctor who is very nice, patient and understanding. You can take a look at my face to see that I had tried so hard to suppress my scream : AAAAAKKKKKKKK.

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