bring the pain
Remember what I said about having a high pain tolerance?
I went to an acupuncturist today for my left shoulder which has been injured for months now. I had asked my health care provider for a list of local acupuncturists and out of the seven names they gave me, one was Chinese. I went with that one.
The guy was amazing. I could barely understand him through his thick accent, but it didn’t matter. He poked and prodded me and just knew what was wrong. And it hurt. Turns out, this guy’s specialty isn’t acupuncture. It’s acupressure. He basically massaged and kneaded my shoulder till I was tearing up.
Know what tho? My shoulder already feels better. A little sore, but I’ve got more range of motion in it than I’ve had in months.
Who the hell figured this shit out?
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ANCIENT CHINESE HEALER DUDE
You are injured?
ANCIENT CHINESE DUDE
Yes, my shoulder is injured. Ow.
ANCIENT CHINESE HEALER DUDE
You know, this may sound crazy, but you know what might make it better?
ANCIENT CHINESE DUDE
No, what?
ANCIENT CHINESE HEALER DUDE
Injuring it more!
(proceeds to jam his fingers into the ANCIENT CHINESE DUDE’s shoulder. ANCIENT CHINESE DUDE screams like a baby.)
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Do you name your vehicles?
My bike is named “Suzy” because it is a Suzuki.
My minivan is named “Herbert” because it is large, bulbous, and dorky-looking.
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