Last Friday we headed to Miri to buy things for the new house. We are already moving in, not completely – still commuting between Belait and Bandar. Surely the new house needs to be filled – plates, electronics and shits.
After getting things done, we had some spare time in our hand. Swirly said he wanted to go for a foot massage and well, as for me, after screening at the menu, I decided to go for cupping.
Foot massage is a big no-no for me, unless it’s done in some kind of spa where the massages are therapeutic rather than agonising.
I keep asking the ah moi will it be painful or not and finally she said
“Aiyaaaa, macam bekam maaaaaaaaaaaaaa”
The hell. Aku bekam manalah pernah buat. Not helping.
I thought it will be the blood suction type of cupping but unluckily [or was it luckily?] it was more to cupping angin. Dang. I wanted it to be the bloody one, you know it’s been a while since I unleash the drama queen in me.
She said, she doesn’t know how to perform the bloody type and I thought, what the hell, angin pun anginlah. Bagus gak, aku dahla kuat kentut.
So I was told to get topless [while she look at my mosquito-bitten boobies like naked is nothing new] and lie facing down. I told her, I have low tolerance to pain. She said, not to worry, tell her if it hurts she will be more gentle.
She started off by massaging my back. It was merely massaging but her hands were so strong that I yelled in pain. Like any typical massaging masseurs, she just laughed but did not lessen her pressure.
And then it begins, the cupping session only that it feels like my back was being pinched by the black besi paper clipper rather than being cupped. It did feel like my skin and flesh were being sucked but the after pain is more like getting them clipped. Initially she asked me about my pain preference but after a while she took things with her on hands.
There were times that I feel my boobies hurt so much [apa kaitan tah!] that perhaps I should shift my position a little but but after doing that the pain was still there. It was not my boobies but the pain on my back made me feel it that way.
Some parts were ok but some parts were hell.
Pernah kepit pengepit baju or paper clip dekat ketiak? If tak pernah, please do so you can understand my agony.
But then, there were some parts that hurt like shit in the beginning but feels good towards the end. I don’t know whether that’s psychological or not because logically, after clamping something [your body part], you will feel good after the blood flow freely again into the region kan?
She: You selalu sakit pinggang?
Me: Err, not really, bila time nak period je. Bahu lagi selalu sakit. Kenapa?
She: Pinggang you lepas cupping, hitam maaaa.
Me: Haaa? Hitammmm?
Me: Eh ni semua berapa lama mau hilang? Lama ke?
She: *Hesitated*. 5 hari macam tulah.
Because I have a petite frame, the session end quickly, much to my liking haha. It was quick but I felt that time passed soooo slowly!
As I was getting dressed, I did feel the difference. My body feels lighter, especially the shoulder parts.
Before I left, she told me some final words
“Itu nanti badan akan sakit-sakit tau!”
Niceeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee. Dah aku siap kene kepit apa bagai, baru kau nak bagi tau kan.
True enough, I didn’t have to wait long, letak handbag dekat bahu pun dah sakit. And sleeping that night, was an agony as well, especially using a new untamed pillow.
I did not get to see how did my back looked until we reached home.
According to her, the darker the spots are, the more angin that spot had.
Not sure whether I will try them again, perhaps the bloody type next time. But I am not too convinced 1
It has been 5 days but my polka dots are still very much visible.
- But then we only live once, so why not try everything? ↩