January....what a month...every long dark broke day of it ! To add insult to injury it also brought the boys opticians appointments,the eldest's dental appointment, singing lesson payments and a new set of tyres....squeak ! The eldest is in his in last year in primary school so with delight the optician advised me that his next appointment would need to be a private one with him. That I could cope with until I took same child to his last public dental appointment. A very nice dentist advised me that he still had about 10 of his baby teeth and that he should have lost a few more by now . I advised him that I still possessed two baby teeth with no adult teeth behind them." Ahhh Hypodontia" he exclaimed and promptly referred the eldest for an x ray to establish whether or not the adult teeth were actually in his head. "It's no issue if he's only missing one or two, but any more than that and you're looking at bone grafts, surgery, implants....anything up to €40,000 worth of work " WTF !!!! He said it so casually and nonchalantly. I was , for once, rendered completely speechless. So what with new glasses for both boys, contact lenses for the eldest for sport and the possibility of more dental work than a Disney Channel teen, I was a little uptight. I imagined my life paying off dental bills, never leaving the house...all so eldest son would be able to eat steak later in life when I'm gone...boo hoo ! Would it be so bad if he was a bit gummy ?
With my lovely life sliding away from me , 3 months of having had ongoing low back and butt pain and a developing sense of tension in my whole body, I decided there was only one thing for it...book myself a massage as it would most likely be my last. Now in case you think BFM is a five star spoilt brat, please know that I have a massage about once every 3 years, and recently due to my lovely arthritis, have had difficulty putting on my socks....I am fully four star though...I need a pool and room service but don't need my bed turned down !
A colleague of mine had recommended a Thai masseur near to my workplace so I made an appointment for this afternoon, sending GASP to argue with the boys over their new choice of eye wear. What followed was the best 80 minutes of my life to date and for the purposes of the rest of this blog I am a lesbian, as I fell in love with my Thai masseur. I wondered why the massage couch was so wide, but soon found out it was to take two of us, as 5 minutes in she was on top of me on all fours her hands applying pressure through my shoulder blades as her knees hit the trigger points in my buttocks ! I kid you not. It was excruciating ecstasy. No part of me was left...from the tips of my fingers to the pads of my little toes. She applied pressure down my shin bones which would bring a man to his knees , used her forearms to pummel my thighs and her elbow points to " break down" the tight knots around my shoulders. I moaned, groaned, exclaimed and gasped as she found places I did not know I even had, let alone how taut they were . She made 50 Shades look like kids tv . As she hit one particular tender spot, I giggled hysterically and advised her I no longer liked her. She laughed and said " Yes, but in an hour you will love me!" How right she was. It was AMAZING ! After the session, I bent down to put on my shoes and socks without a pain or ache for the first time in months, I was grinning like a Cheshire cat and in love with a short Thai woman named Mena...what a day !
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