Yesterday I had a session of NST (neurostructural integration technique). According to the card I’ve got, they explain it like thus:
NST: an advanced Bowen technique, together with Kinesiology creates a powerful method of healing which initiates the process of natural auto-regulation to occur within the spinal column and consquencely the whole body.
I’ve got such a limited range of motion and, I’m sure, that’s a major contributor to my frequent injuries so I figured it’d give it a go. Before we started, I was told it would take about 36 hours for my body to adjust to the treatment and I might have a few side effects including random pains as my body adjusts itself.
Things started off okay – lots of poking and prodding – but by about halfway through the session, I could hardly speak. When I went out to pay, I could barely grunt. I went home and straight to bed, waking up several times to drink vast quantities of water.
I still feel a bit light headed and unfocussed today. It’ll be interesting to see how I am tomorrow.
I didn’t mean to imply by my previous post that drug addiction is victimless (have you ever been on the #86 tram? The fashion crimes by junkies are vile enough on their own), but rather that taking recreational drugs isn’t such a big deal – even if our government is intend on spending a small fortune on telling us otherwise.
Just to digress for a moment, I wept every time I see that huge hole in my payslip where the government has taken my lovely cash then open the mail box to find yet another glossy yet worthless booklet telling me how I SHOULD think and how I should tell my family to think.
Anyway, the way I look at it, I could go out this weekend and have a huge array of options for having a good time. I could:
- have a few glasses of wine
- go to the races and put a couple of bets on the horse
- pop a pill or two and dance the night away
- go out for coffee and a scrummy slice of tiramisu.
I could do any of those things and have a fun time – I wouldn’t be hurting myself or anyone else. These are things thousands of people do every weekend without any fuss.
Now if I have a shitty day on Monday – if I have issues at work or a fight with a friend or I need to confront someone – and instead of acknowledging my feelings and dealing with the issue, I remember that I had a total buzz doing any of those things on the list above and I decide to smother my feelings by repeating that action then I’m hurting myself. If I continue to do that every time a problem arises, I start hurting other people: if I lie or steal or sneak around to hide my problem; if I put my addiction before the people who matter to me; if I develop health problems.
Same problem, different manifestations – it’s not the bandaid you use to hide the wounds but the wounds themselves.