Tag: Surgery

  • Gluteal Massage

    Namaste The dialogue in my head starts like this: Eh…watch nah…nah fuh seh nuttin eh, but ting nah regula wid dah man. I was having a discourse with Mr. Toco who lets me see a little more of his world each time we meet. There I was, giving him a massage in bed while he…

  • Sea Bath

    Namaste Last week while I was visiting two of my client at a Home, my Muslim friend, who also resides there, called out to me saying that he would like to have massages done also. I told him that he had to advise his son who will then permit me to do so. We have…

  • Rebirth

    Namaste I was enjoying the morning breeze on the porch while massaging a client at the Home when a gentleman emerged from the doorway with a walking stick in hand. There’s a Therapist here and no one informed me? I’ve never seen him before. He said that he arrived at the Home last week (after…

  • Dry Brushing

    Namaste After all the talk about ethics I find myself brushing one of my clients, for about 15 minutes before each massage.  The scandalous part is that he is 94 years old.  I figure that Peter is on annual leave so no one is allowed access to the pearly gates at this time.  But, someone…

  • Athletic Blues

    Namaste At the end of the football game neither side scored. It was just an evening sweat and I sat watching not understanding most of it. I was invited to the game by the Coach of Team A. Having never met the Coach before, I simply walked across the field to a man who sat…

  • Happy…Ending

    Namaste Sat down to write. Heard my gate. Heard footsteps. I waited. A voice called. I went to the door to see my neighbour with knitted brows staring at my ceiling accessories. He came to put me on alert that thieves broke into one of the apartments and left with a new flat screen TV.…

  • Pain Reduction or Induction?

    Namaste Last week COSTATT had their health fair at NAPA and I was invited to hang out with Adepeju at the OMO and BestStart booth.  When I arrived lunch was served so I participated.  One of the persons sitting at my table (or was I sitting at hers?) was from St. Ann’s Hospital and I…