I had a therapeutic massage today. It was...really something. I always carry stress in my shoulders, particularly right between my shoulder blades. What with one thing and another, I was really tense and was actually to the point of losing some motion. Yeah, I'm like that.
I have to say, I am so impressed with this massage therapist. She's not the type of person you'd go to for a nice, relaxing session. In fact, when I called to make my appointment I envisioned this six foot tall Swede with a crew-cut because her voice was all cigarettes-and-whiskey. I got to the salon and here's this little bitty old granny waiting for me. Still, I wouldn't mess with her, based on the reefing and cracking she gave me. Holy cow.
The good news is: I think I'm healed! For now.