Cranio-Sacral Osteopathy.
Yeah you're probably wondering "WTF is that?", well you're not alone. Basically, I've been having some troubles with my monthly lady problems (run for cover men!) so my mum doesn't want me to go on the pill so she wants me to try homoeopathy methods. I guess that's fair enough because the pill can be damaging. BUT, my mum's a bit
. She has a diploma in Reki (healing with hands), and she always does it on me when I'm sitting next to her, so I have to make sure she's wearing her watch 'coz she can't do it then. And of course she's nearly got her diploma in hypnotherapy. Yeah, I told you didn't I?
So I went to this guy 3 moths ago and since then there's been NO difference. But, my mum made me go back again.
So this is what happened:
We walked in and the place smelled, last time I couldn't put my finger on it but this time I'm more... erm... worldly; it was weed. So, we went into the reception room and got chatting to the very sweet middle aged sectary, I say "we", it was my mum who was talking, I was busy staring at the framed piece of art that looked suspiciously like the upper epidermis of a plant.
Then she announces
"Oh, here he comes now" I freeze, I can here him walking down the creaky stairs, I glance at my mum but she just smiles encouragingly, the evil
.
Then he walks in, dressed like a classic doctor, but then you look at his face and - oh good god, it's Edward scissor hands without the sexy allure.
"Oh, hello there. Up we go then" He starts leading us up the stairs. O. M. F. G. His voice! It's like, *shivers*, OK, imagine a mildly deep voice, now imagine that voice freakishly calm and quiet. It's weird!.
All the way upstairs he's muttering "That's the way, yes that's the way" we get into his room, gets out his notes from last time and asks me if my health is alright
"Erm, yeah. It's cool." I looked at me mum in a desperate plea for help. I don't know how to reply to those questions, Mum always talks for me in the doctors. After we've beed through all that milarcky he asks me to stand up and he runs his hands down my body still muttering "That's the way, that's the way". It's not really like touching though, because it's so light you can barely feel it. 
Then I have to lie down on the table/bed thing and of course I have to "lower my eyelids" like with all these things. So he starts with my head and basically just touches me like he does for absolutly AGES, always saying something crazy, I couldn't really here him though because my brain was screaming "GET THE F*CK OFF OF ME!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" I do remember him saying "it's best to be nice and floppy"
I think he meant my arm... *whimpers* I never want to be in a room alone with him. I was so thankful to be leave.
I managed to get my cash card sorted, AT LAST! So I can draw out money when I need it. ![]()
I've been having fun talking to Star over forums as well *beams*, she seemed to be better today. But over the internet you can be anything you want right?
I want her to get better SO much, I don't want to give up, but it's so hard. I'm terrified that if she does go I won't find out because no ones going to post it on the internet are they? *le sigh* Always think positive Salsa
So that's enough for today *waves* Bye!
I talk to boys about this stuff all the time. Weather they want to here or not...
Poor you. *hugs*
I thought you said your periods had got better?