My back and shoulders have been killing me lately, so Azrin took me out for a massage. This was my first massage since the accident (because people say dont urut when you're all bruised up and stuff). I went for this Guasha Massage last time, and it was awesome. Decided to go again.
Guasha is actually a kind of treatment here the brutal chinese aunties use a scraper and scrape the shit out of your back until ins red and bruised. No, I'm not crazy yet. I went for a more relaxing version: with nice-smelling oil, younger less brutal aunties using only their hands. Phew.
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What they do is, they massage on these meridian points, and trust me, the more you scream when they reach a point, the harder they'll pin u down. Kinda like acupressure. I went for the whole package thing, massage, facial, head guasa (awesome for cronic migraine person like me) and wait for it, breast-firming massage!
I would rather have saggy nuggets *touch wood* than to go through that again! Hi, my jugs are swollen now thanks.
...but they put this warm stone thing under your neck when you lie down, heaven!
Azrin and I had the massage together. No, we did not see each other naked, sheesh. There's that curtain-y thing in the middle so we can still talk to each other. Although the only thing I was talking to was his snore. Pfft.
I finished my massage earlier than him, so I snuck over to his side and took pictures. Again, noone was seeing anyone naked. Mom, you can sit down now. See.
As pain as it was during the massage, I felt great right after. A bit dizzy (because now your blood flow like normal again, before it was blocked) but awesome!!