Scraping the bone

When the chiropractor unwound the fabric to reveal a Dexter-esque set of metal implements, my palms started to sweat. First there had been the intense manipulation, the upward press against the screaming muscles flanking my shin bone. But now what: torture devices? I glanced nervously toward the exit.

She assured me that the metal utensils were not knives — but she did not confirm whether or not they were tools of torture.

While explaining how the Graston Technique breaks down scar tissue, I was focusing more intently on how that hard metal tool felt scraping down my shin. It was crunchy. Seriously. And it wasn’t particularly comfortable, either. Apparently I have a lot of this nasty gravelly stuff lurking beneath my skin.

But I have to say that afterward, it feels like blood is flowing fast to all the places that need it. And if a bit of pain is needed for me to keep spinning and swimming, then I’m a willing torturee.

  4 comments for “Scraping the bone

  1. April 23, 2009 at 8:54 pm

    M’dear, that made me shudder, and hug my shins. So sorry you have to go through so much pain! Your attitude is great, though! I’m impressed. 🙂

    • May 2, 2009 at 12:16 am

      No worries at all. I appreciate your thoughts, though! It is helping sooo much, so I don’t mind whatever pain it causes. It’s a rather cool invention.

  2. December 21, 2009 at 11:01 pm

    I miss you. Again.

  3. Stephen
    January 15, 2010 at 10:17 pm

    I found your old blog quite by accident some time ago. I loved it. I’ve read random sections on and off ever since. Now and then I check in to see what’s happening. This whole scraping thing sounds a bit stressful though! Best wishes.

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