|Massage (Photo credit: o5com)|
The worst pain that I suffered was the back pain. At one point, my back problems became so severe that my body was kind of twisted. When I looked in the mirror, my hips would be in one place and my torso would be a couple of inches to the right. The pain was so bad getting out of the car each day that it would take several minutes of stretching to be able to move enough to walk from my parking lot to my office in the morning.
Eventually, the pain got to be so bad that I finally decided to bite the bullet and go to a chiropractor even though it was not covered under my insurance. I had to pay the entire fee out of pocket. After several months of treatment, I was able to walk and function like a normal human being again. I still get the occasional backache, but nothing like what I went through in those days.
Prior to springing for the chiropractic treatment, my family doctor treated me in a very conservative manor. Every time that my back would act up, he would prescribe muscle relaxers, heating pads, stretching and a week of bed rest. Things would clear up for a few months and the whole cycle would start again. As conservative as he was, I am grateful he never suggested surgery.
During one particular bout with my back problems, my doctor gave me a referral for three visits to a physical therapist. The therapist started each session with some heat treatments. This was followed up with a series of stretching exercises. The session would end with some massage therapy. After my referral ran out, I asked the doctor if he could give me anther referral. His response was to have my wife massage my back. Only one problem; at the time I had no wife and had no prospects.
So, I started to look around for a place to get a massage. I saw a few ads in the Washington Post sports page and called around to see what the price would be for a massage. Most of the places told me it was $40 for a half hour and $60 for an hour. I had taken a class in massage at a local community college, and the instructor had told us that we could expect to pay around $60 for a full body massage.
|Sorebun Institue Of Sexual Awareness And Massage Parlour (Photo credit: A.Currell)|
The hostess, proceeded to take me back to a room that had a massage table in the middle. She took my fee and left. A second woman then came back to my room. She was also Asian and was wearing a white lab coat similar to what you would expect from a clinician. I relaxed and laid on my stomach on the massage table. The massage went on for several minutes. The entire process seemed rather clinical. That is, until the masseuse said to me, "You spend more money, we have more fun."
It was a little difficult to understand her through her heavy accent, so I turned my head to look at her and asked, "Excuse me?" She repeated herself and said, "You spend more money, we have more fun," only in addition to the statement, she proceeded to open her lab coat, pull down her top to reveal her bodacious tatas, breasts, whatever you want to call them.
Yes, my friends, this was not a legitimate massage establishment. I stammered something to the effect of that I didn't have more money, and that I just wanted a massage. She continued with the massage for a few more minutes. Afterwards, I got dressed and she walked me out to the door. As I was leaving, I heard her exclaim, "Next time you spend more money, we have more fun! OK baby?"
|Sports Massage (Photo credit: amareta kelly)|
As the old adage goes, "live and learn." I really was looking for a legitimate massage experience at that time. I never thought that a business advertising in the Washington Post would not be a "legitimate" business. I was later able to find some legit businesses where I could get a massage. One establishment went out their way to emphasize that they were a "real" massage business and nothing extra. That's what I wanted.