A weird thing happened the other day.
Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2012 1:08 am
When I got in an accident in 2008, I never really went into shock. Never freaked out, never got woozy, never anything except the fact that my blood vessels pretty much shut down (which I told the medics right before they tried to stick me in the arm; Me: "Oh wow, usually I have really good veins, but right now I seriously doubt you're gonna be able to stick me." Medics: "Don't worry, we're professionals, it won't be a problem." stab stab stab stab. "Hrm. Lemme see your other arm." stab stab stab. "Shit, I guess you were right." stab stab STICK! "finally.")
Anyway, sine then, I've basically just gone about my life, ignoring the injury to my leg, despite its best protestations. I've only had massage on it once or twice, and other than that, it hasn't been touched.
So the other day, my girl asks me if she can give me some sort of massage, so I decided that my leg could use a little lovin' after these years of neglect, and asked her to massage the scar tissue a bit.
A few things happened: One is that she worked her way around until she landed on the end of the damaged nerve into my foot, and made it shoot the craziest pins and needles I've ever experienced. That, however, was the only real physical sensation I got out of the wound itself... sort of.
There was a completely indescribable sense of intensity, both physically and emotionally, for which there literally are no words. She noticed my reaction, and started going to town on that spot, which sent me twitching and shuddering and grimacing from some sort of voluminous non sensation that I really don't understand.
A few moments later, and I was nauseous and dizzy and sweating, like I had finally gone into some sort of shock.
For a lot of reasons, the period around that wreck was a pretty shitty time in my life, and I'm wondering if, not only the injury itself was triggered, but the neural pathways associated with that time period's memories and such were also dredged up. Bear in mind that the specific nerve she was working on has basically no function, so those specific pathways have laid untouched since the wreck.
I wish she were still around (for many reasons, but also) so she could do that again, because I feel like there still might be a lot for my brain to let go of surrounding that whole ordeal, and that might be a way to go about it.
Anyone else here have anything similar??? Ideas/advice???
Anyway, sine then, I've basically just gone about my life, ignoring the injury to my leg, despite its best protestations. I've only had massage on it once or twice, and other than that, it hasn't been touched.
So the other day, my girl asks me if she can give me some sort of massage, so I decided that my leg could use a little lovin' after these years of neglect, and asked her to massage the scar tissue a bit.
A few things happened: One is that she worked her way around until she landed on the end of the damaged nerve into my foot, and made it shoot the craziest pins and needles I've ever experienced. That, however, was the only real physical sensation I got out of the wound itself... sort of.
There was a completely indescribable sense of intensity, both physically and emotionally, for which there literally are no words. She noticed my reaction, and started going to town on that spot, which sent me twitching and shuddering and grimacing from some sort of voluminous non sensation that I really don't understand.
A few moments later, and I was nauseous and dizzy and sweating, like I had finally gone into some sort of shock.
For a lot of reasons, the period around that wreck was a pretty shitty time in my life, and I'm wondering if, not only the injury itself was triggered, but the neural pathways associated with that time period's memories and such were also dredged up. Bear in mind that the specific nerve she was working on has basically no function, so those specific pathways have laid untouched since the wreck.
I wish she were still around (for many reasons, but also) so she could do that again, because I feel like there still might be a lot for my brain to let go of surrounding that whole ordeal, and that might be a way to go about it.
Anyone else here have anything similar??? Ideas/advice???