Monday, February 12, 2007
Reviewing my past entries, what I seem to have failed to post was the healing of my hip. If memory serves me correctly, the rejuvenation occurred sometime during the period the above was filmed and prior to my next entry.
I went to visit the blind massage service I had faithfully been frequenting. On this particular occasion I remember lying placidly during my massage with the largest of the men diligently working on me. I was on my back when he lifted my torso and quickly rotated my spine. Something snapped. The feeling alarmed me as it wasn’t akin to anything I had felt during my many visits to chiropractors in the West.
Instantly I knew something incredible had occurred. At present time of writing, I don’t recall if it was that evening, the following day, or perhaps the next when I felt for the first time in years, freedom from chronic pain.
This event significantly impacted me. It validated what I had known within but with time and faith in those around me, had questioned. Namely:
sometimes external prognoses are but an opinion.