I am on vacation. So you think I'll treat myself right... nice relaxing massage ... throw on the hot stones... sprinkle some fancy aromatics... nope not our hero, not that he isn't down for feeling good... nope not at all. What attracted to me to this studio was I had a problem.
You see... I took a full day trip from Lewes to Cape May, and as a result... 80 minutes each way, standing up in bobbing water, a few walks and trudging the pavement, high vacation living with glasses of beer and wine, and I get home and... Thunk..
There goes my back... Ah I knew this feeling. The one were your lower back turns to cement and down you go as stabbing pain goes through your legs and help I've fallen and can't get up comes roaring through your skull. Sleep on this and I'll be better right... wrong...
I wake up the next morning in stabbing pain. I am barely halfway through my vacation and picture the remainder of it stuck in front of the tv, or in a wheelchair while the beach goes on without me. But I will not let this back ruin.. me oh hell no... I demand satisfaction. So I get up and walk to the beach, and pass out... in the sand on all fours screaming... I probably looked like some lunatic nursing a hang over, and the fact it was so early the closest person was maybe 80 feet away, with the boardwalk the same, this is when you know...
this is NOT a good sign. Crawling through sand in pain is not something I would recommend to anyone....
I called up the studio after figuring some massaging could help. I spoke with the women on the phone and literally said... I am broken... I don't mean I want to feel better, but yah ok... well I do... but seriously I am screwed up, I need to be fixed... I was told there was a chance to come in for an hour, so I picked late afternoon while I gave myself a chance to recover. I sauntered in to a classic dimly lit, peaceful area, soft curtains, and quiet space.
Tom came in and basically started on me early, and even tried a few things for another 10 minutes afterwards. He was already on the issue, as I was even walking up the stairs like the hunchback of Notre Dam.
He was very professional, and mentioned that if I didn't feel comfortable with anything to let him know. Away the work began... ah yes... hands in strange places... but this was business.. no fooling around here this back needed FIXING! This back was not going to ruin me.
After awhile it was evident I was feeling better but the problem persisted a little bit. Tom was determined. I am going to try to work on your sacrum ok... sure thing dude... Ah
GETTING TO KNOW YOU... la la la...!!! What just happened...? Ah let's try this one.. yup sure..
snap crackle pop Rice Friggin come the Krispies... oh yeah... we have touchdown as while not leaving 100%, I was able to finally walk again and with a giant smile on my face.
In short... this place and Tom SAVED my vacation, and sped up my recovery to boot. I am not the person who has to go get pampered on vacation, but the fact that I could call this place and get myself fixed up was a huge plus. In fact there's is probably a good chance I will even go back just because it was such a pleasant experience
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