These were the words uttered to me by the massage therapist today. Let me back up a little. Me and a friend thought it would be a great idea to spend the afternoon getting massages. Yay! I desperately need a massage and I thought I could get him/her to work on circulating my blood. I also thought I would bring my new essential oil for the massage.
When the massage therapist asked what I would like her to focus on, my reply was "circulating blood to the uterus". "Huh", was her first response followed by, "are you trying to get pregnant?" And the conversation stemmed from there with her asking many questions about the length I had been trying along with what I have tried. Of course, she then offered her opinion (her non-asked for opinion) about how I should see an osteopath and a vascular specialist who deals in herbs. Um NO WAY! I just tried to smile and nod my head. She then decided that to focus on the blood issue she would do some cranial-sacral therapy. Ok. I don't know much about it, but it couldn't hurt. I'll admit she gave a good massage, but I can count on both hands the amount of times she told me to relax, it will happen, or don't stress, or when its time. Holy fuck, really?! I am so mad/annoyed right now that I actually paid money to receive this. I went for a massage to relax and I am more worked up then when I got there.