Dude
Senior Member (Voting Rights)
Story time:
At the beginning of my illness, it wasn’t really clear yet where all these strange pains and symptoms were coming from. So someone in my circle of friends recommended that I see a kinesiologist.
Without even looking up what kinesiology actually was, I thought, “Sure, why not?” A friend even managed to get me an appointment pretty quickly. (Wonder why)
So I went there completely clueless, thinking it probably had something to do with massages or maybe some kind of alternative physical therapy.
Big mistake.
I was there for about an hour, and I honestly don’t think I’ve ever felt that much second hand embarrassment in my life and I wasn’t even the one doing anything
I was just sitting there thinking:
“Okay… this is actually happening. Surely it can’t get any weirder than this.”
The kinesiologist explained, with complete confidence, that she could use various muscle tests to figure out where my problems were coming from. And then things really got going.
She started pulling and tugging on my hand, pressing against my arm in different places, and explained that this would somehow “switch through my nervous system” and release a blockage that was causing my pain.
At that point, I was somewhere between “Are they actually serious?” and “Please let this hour be over soon.” XD
At some point she also told me that lots of people come to her and that most of their problems are solved afterwards.
And I remember thinking:
“Yeah… I can totally see why. After paying €100 for an hour of this, you probably really want to believe that everything has been fixed.”
So in the end, I was €100 poorer and had at least gained an interesting life experience.
And, of course surprise, surprise it did absolutely nothing.
But hey, at least I learned an important lesson: maybe don’t try a therapy just because a friend can get you an appointment really quickly.
At the beginning of my illness, it wasn’t really clear yet where all these strange pains and symptoms were coming from. So someone in my circle of friends recommended that I see a kinesiologist.
Without even looking up what kinesiology actually was, I thought, “Sure, why not?” A friend even managed to get me an appointment pretty quickly. (Wonder why)
So I went there completely clueless, thinking it probably had something to do with massages or maybe some kind of alternative physical therapy.
Big mistake.
I was there for about an hour, and I honestly don’t think I’ve ever felt that much second hand embarrassment in my life and I wasn’t even the one doing anything
I was just sitting there thinking:
“Okay… this is actually happening. Surely it can’t get any weirder than this.”
The kinesiologist explained, with complete confidence, that she could use various muscle tests to figure out where my problems were coming from. And then things really got going.
She started pulling and tugging on my hand, pressing against my arm in different places, and explained that this would somehow “switch through my nervous system” and release a blockage that was causing my pain.
At that point, I was somewhere between “Are they actually serious?” and “Please let this hour be over soon.” XD
At some point she also told me that lots of people come to her and that most of their problems are solved afterwards.
And I remember thinking:
“Yeah… I can totally see why. After paying €100 for an hour of this, you probably really want to believe that everything has been fixed.”
So in the end, I was €100 poorer and had at least gained an interesting life experience.
And, of course surprise, surprise it did absolutely nothing.
But hey, at least I learned an important lesson: maybe don’t try a therapy just because a friend can get you an appointment really quickly.