Monday, August 28, 2006

I've been through hell. Serious.

First, they tenderize your body - the whole damn body. And later, they will rub hard on your body on those tender acupoints, like behind your knees and beside your neck. No matter how you squirm and scream into the hole below you, they will continue doing so. They have so much strength, they. You think that you can actually defeat them, small and petite and almost sweet looking. But, ooo, their hands!!

And then they will punch holes into your body. Like, many many many holes. And they use suction caps to suck out the blood. "Bad blood," they say. "And look, your blood is bubbling." And they continued to toot at my 'bad blood' which they say I shouldn't feel that I've kinda wasted them. They're...... bad, afterall. And after which, they showed me my wasted blood in the suction caps - all dark, coagulated and clotty. Like... period blood.

And they'll tenderize your body again before pressing onto those acupoints again - maybe to marinate me this time. With those holes on my body gaping at them. Squirming and screaming again.

It's so tiring. I just want to sleep. They finally left me alone for a while and to take their break. I just knocked out.

And when they resumed, they asked me to sit up. And they started to press onto my acupoints on my right and I grunted - I didn't want to give in. Weirdly, my entire right body started to heat up immediately and I started to sweat - cold sweat. And then, even weird, I could feel my hands, swelling up and giving out something - like bad air. Like some kungfu show!

It's true I tell you.

And before she moved to my left, I started seeing stars. OOOOO, a fainting spell. I said weakly, "I'm seeing stars and I think I'm going to faint." She took pity on me, either that, or she prefers me to be awake to feel the torture and pain. So she left my left side of the body alone.

And then she proceeded to punch holes on my brows. Near to my eyes.

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I just closed my eyes, lest when I opened them, I see a sea of red.

And they sucked the blood at my brows. -sob- They disfigured me. One is even marvelling at the blood bubbling in the cup at the side.

They finally let me off, all bruised and in pain. Circles of bruises with many little punctures inside. Like a monk's head. And worst of all, I got two bruises at the beginning of my brows. I looked damn fierce with like, very thick brows. They said I had to return within 3 hours. I obediently agreed.

Which they prepared a tub of hot water and asked me to submerge myself in there for 20minutes. Oh, the cooking time after the marinating.

I stepped in and my wounds start to burn. I yelped and cursed myself. Slowly I got in, feeling like a potato which has holes on it, poked by a fork so that it'll cook faster.

And I almost fainted again when I got out. I survived, but I was like almost dying I felt. I dressed myself, thinking that I am in earthquake. And I walked out the steamed up room groggily. Oh! I saw my torture bed! I slumped onto it and laid there motionless. "What have I gotten myself into...!?" I thought bitterly.

And as I laid there, totally weak and exhausted, I sweated like a pig. It's like, NON-STOP. My shirt got so drenched, it was soaked through. My legs were even glistening from sweat. My face was dripping wet even though I had dried myself previously.

Oh, the torture!

After a good rest, and a kind soul got me glucose water and kept giving me water - for fear to have a dehydrated corpse in their premise I guess. Heh. And then I gobbled some sweets at their reception area. And then I was good to go.

I ached all over. I had actually spend an entire day at the torture chamber. For the sake of my damn back. SHIT. For my damn back, I had to sacrifice some blood and bruises on my face and body. -sob-

It better work. I guess it did - my back wasn't hurting at all when I got up this morning. But again, ALL the other parts of my body were screaming in pain. Kinda in relativity I guess, that my back really seemed to be better.

And... then there's the 2nd dreaded treatment...

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