Called off for today, disappointing when work seemed to have been picking up. On the other hand, I found my way to a very good, and fairly inexpensive, massage, and my hips and lower back feel better, if rather worked over. It's difficult to convince therapists to actually work where I have my pain, in those socially unacceptable areas of the body. She started there, with my permission, got the hard bits sorted first. The numb places, the ignored damage, woken before the rest emerged. I thought one side hurt more, but really I'd just been better at denying the messages from the left. Pain like a huge toothache, hot tense and searing deep in the pit of my hip.
Hormones running about like obnoxious teenagers. Very glad to not have to take care of patients. Only myself.
Just read Groucho Marx, Private Eye, by Ron Goulart. A fairly standard mystery, but witty and breezy, with Groucho himself as a character, with quite appropriately Marxian dialogue. An easy read, started it last evening and finished this morning. Fluff, but quite good fluff. I will find more of them. Also got the new Fortean Times today, so I am contentedly en-couched, tea-ed, and reading.
Watched Mad Men as well. Not often I really get involved in series with such unlikable characters. Perhaps because so much of what seems miserable about them is externally imposed, by the times, by the social expectations. But this really doesn't explain it for me. Not fully. Archeology? History? Just the lurid fascination of a well presented train wreck? I honestly can't completely justify my abiding interest in this story.
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Maybe the most important lesson I learned when I started working at massage is: work where the client says to work, at first. They know. And even if they don't, they won't be happy until you've done a conscientious job with wherever it is they locate the problem.
I sometimes have the opposite problem, of knowing e.g. the pain may be in the socially acceptable low back, but the problem's really in the glutes or the adductors. At times I break out the trigger point books to show that there really is a reason for thinking that working one place will ease the pain in another. But anyway, I always go straight where they tell me to, first, and come back to it last. They're the boss, after all.
Dale,
Oh, and I am fine with working elsewhere, especially if there is an issue there. But on several occasions, I knew, said, and they spent time on my neck and hands and feet, and never did get around to the core problems. Utterly frustrating. I could spot right off they were uncomfortable with working where I most needed it.
We have a very good masseuse in our area but she is a kinesitherapist and will not treat you unless you are officially ill and sent by a doctor.
She takes the sensible view that everything is, after all, connected together, and addressed my back problems as well as my ankle.
It was almost worth ripping the tendon in my ankle for the fourth time in twenty years (I usually do it at five year intervals...)
Rosie,
Poor ankle. But that makes sense, since how we walk readily effects our posture. An uneven gait would cause back strain.
My issue was with massages where the sore area is ignored. And I find I can't tolerate a long face down posture, so if they don't get to my butt first, then the largest tension source gets missed.
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