As a result of this injury I lost sensation in my two middle toes, this along with the fact the scar remains sensitive is the reason I really don't enjoy a foot massage. In truth, I really don't enjoy body massage all that much either, yet it is tolerable, that is,until they reach my left foot.
Gioconda loves to get massaged, and a woman (who is actually outstanding) comes to our house every other week to give her a massage, but for her, once every 14 days is simply not enough.
Eight months pregnant with twins, her legs and feet have become swollen, as a result she frequently requests I rub her legs and feet. The only thing I like less than getting a massage, is giving a massage.
At the end of a long day, the last thing I want to do is rub her feet, and I know this sounds insensitive, yet I can't help myself- I don't like to rub people...even people I love.
Today she was suppose to get a massage, which translates into my being off the hook tonight; unfortunately the massage therapist could not make it, which translates into me being so on the hook tonight.
So this afternoon after lunch we took a trip to "foot spa". Located in strip malls in Asian neighborhood, a "foot spa" is a room with dim lights , lazy-boy recliners flat screen televisions playing what I think is a Vietnamese soap opera.
Although I have seen women massage therapist at the foot spa, most of the providers are Asian men, who seem to prefer a polyblend wardrobe. The massage takes place through your clothing (thankfully) and lasts about an hour.
These foot spa guys take their knuckles and really dig into the bottom of your foot, over and over. By the end of the foot spa I'm being peeled off the wall.
By the end of today's session I had TMJ from clinching my jaw.
Most disturbing about foot spa is the fact I keep going. My guy today smelled so much of cigarette smoke, he actually left a film of nicotine on my right shin.
It's really the totality of the situation, the snow capped mountain scene back lit wall clock, the lack of natural fibers in the fashion choices of the workers, the combination smells of garlic, Palmals, and vanilla lotion, which leaves me with the same conclusion every single time, I just don't like foot spa.
...but the question remains - do I not like it enough...
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