But I'm sick of it, folks. SICK of it.
I have had a headache now for 13 weeks. SERIOUSLY???
It sounds like a joke. I must be making it up.
I wish I were.
13 weeks 24/7. A headache.
My God, what did I ever do to deserve this?
So in between weaving more placemats.........
Same warp, different fabrics.........
I did a google search, found a massage therapist that offered a variety of techniques, and made an appointment for this afternoon. I left the studio early.
I wasn't sure what to expect, but hey, I figured at this point, what do I have to lose?
My chosen therapist is proficient is Swedish massage, Connective Tissue Therapy, Craniosacral Therapy, Neuromuscular Therapy, Myofascial Release, Positional Release, and Tera-Mai Reiki.
Bring it on.
So I am ditching, pretty much and at least for now, conventional medicine.
They have not impressed me, helped me, relieved my pain, or given me much hope.
Just like weaving up some Tweety fabric, sometimes things just ain't what they seem.
For more than an hour, he worked on my back, my neck, my shoulders..............I closed my eyes, and went somewhere other worldly. At one point, he was pressing on one particularly sensitive muscle group in my back, and suddenly I felt something just 'let go'. That must be the release part, but I couldn't believe that I was actually aware of it happening. It was marvelous beyond description.
And finally, I am hopeful. I see possibilities. I feel like I am headed down the right path.
Do you know how exciting that is??
I am going again next Wednesday, and it can't come soon enough.
Hallelujah, and Amen.