Stabbed 8x + ±25x... And Still Alive

So as most of you would have known (or guessed) by now, my back's been giving me problems since my return from Singapore. Lifted my luggage wrong and got stuck with an ache that somehow just refused to let up.


First stop in an attempt to tackle the problem? SJMC. Ang mor doctor – FAIL! Had to eventually resort to some old-fashioned Chinese therapy. But... although EASTERN DOCTOR #1 – PASS, it was just too much pain to bear! That's why I'm now on Eastern Doctor #2 and #3 – a set of VERY EXPENSIVE Taiwanese brothers who're currently based in a Chinese Therapy Centre in Taipan, USJ.


During my first visit, I made a special request to the people there to not work their acupuncture magic on me. (I takut jarum, you jangan ketawa.) But over the week, some friends somehow managed to convince me to go ahead with the treatment, saying that it wouldn't hurt as badly as my head tells me it would.

So, last weekend, during my second visit
to the centre... I kena cucuk.

8 acupuncture needles. 4 on my upper back (THROUGH MY T-SHIRT, CAN YOU BELIEVE THE KANG-HU???) and another 4 at my lower back. Like everybody assured me it wouldn't, the needles didn't really hurt going in. But after while, the 'sour' feeling in my bones just about paralysed me.

Don't ask me why there's a half-naked man in the background
with his underwear halfway down his arse. I dunno also.

Actually bones 'sour' until wanna die already
but still trying to buat macho. Haha. Fail.

I was actually still SMS-ing at the time those pictures were taken. Right up to the point when I couldn't hold my mobile right or press the keys without feeling like my arms were going to drop off like sour mangoes from a tree. -_-'

Nah. Show you close-up of the needles
that were pierced into my lower back.

The red light is crazy hot. Works like heat treatment.
Think my back is officially sunburnt now. -_-'

Damn deep, okayyy. Dun play play. The length of the part of the needle that was pierced into my body was about the same length as the handle.

I feel so macho now. Haha.

But that wasn't it. He started to perform Tui Na (Chinese: 推拏 or 推拿; pinyin: tuī ná) on me. Bones cracking all over. Then... I apparently had some stuff the doc needed to deal with around my neck, too. So the man had a ball of a time ruining my neck with Gua Sha (Chinese: 刮痧; pinyin: guā shā).

That's it lah. No more strappies;
only high-collared tops from now on. T_T

As you can see, I was back to SMS-ing at the time. Haha. But the doctor gave me the evil eye soon after, so I stopped after awhile. Haha. Better obey lest he cucuk me again. Nanti kena cucuk until cannot move like those pressure point kung fu masters I used to see in Wong Fei Hung and Fong Sai Yuk. Haha.

Think that's it? Think again!

After he was done with Gua Sha, he started STABBING ME *faints* with a tiny penknife-ish tool. WITHOUT WARNING ME! And like, over and over and over! No joke! I'd say I got stabbed about ±25 times in total, in that one session. Why? Cos he needed to do this:

Walauuu... can die. That was, without a doubt, the most painful part of the entire procedure. More so than the acupuncture session I had with him earlier. But... since I'M SO TOUGH, MACHO AND COURAGEOUS... *cough cough* ...I could take it. Heh.

Round 3 after work, one of these nights. Sigh. There goes another RM80 in exchange for more pain. Darn it, I feel like a masochist. -_-'

p/s: Oh, and the doc promised me that my 'battle scars' would go away in a maximum of 3-4 days. He lied. It's been more than 4 days and they're STILL THERE. T_T He obviously doesn't know how my skin reacts to abuse. It used to be a joke that if I ever got manhandled or mistreated, the guy wouldn't ever get away with it. The bruises would show his fingerprints on them. Haha.