miceail's misadventures

How many roads must a man walk down, before you call him a man? How many seas must the white dove sail, before she sleeps in the sand? The answer my friend, is blowing in the wind

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A young guy getting older, figuring his place in the world by seeing it. Trying not to live with regret but living with sacrifices made. Getting by with height, humor and humility

Thursday, August 30, 2007

needle point

went back for more physio and got a different person this time.... her name was doris and she hurt me! last time was a nice easy massage with pierre, this time it was a pain inducing experience. she worked me over pretty good... twisting and turning and kneading into my swollen ankle right below where i fractured my leg. i mean its been feeling better as of late but obviously its still a ways away. while blowing my brains out to the mood music, she tells me its time for acupuncture. usually i'm not down with the eastern witchcraft styles, but i plead ignorance as my excuse, since i've never tried it before. i hate needles but i submit to being a pincushion. she was sticking them in up and down my leg and foot, even into the ends of my toes(i tried not to look and/or flip out and start yanking them out). i lay there like hellraiser for about 15 minutes, feeling some weird sensations, unsure sometimes if it was the needles or if i was just tripping out. the lady says another two weeks till it'll be really good to go. i felt pretty spry afterwards. got a bunch more appointments scheduled for next week, so hopefully i'll be alot closer by the time we go to germany for that exhibition tour(sept 7-9)

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