(The morning sun in my kitchen.)
I’ve been hearing about osteopaths everywhere lately. I can’t decide whether I think they’re legit or hooey but when my mom suggested I see one that has really helped her, I agreed to give it a try.
The appointment started out like all doctors appointments, with me giving a medical history and describing all my treatments. Over the past three years I’ve cobbled together quite an eclectic list of strategies that I use to manage my MG and I’m always happy to add to it which is why I was investigating osteopathy. (Side note : what a treat to name my diagnosis and have someone already be familiar. I didn’t have to explain anything!)
She assessed the way I stand, the way I sit, the way I walk, the way I breathe. She touched my feet, knees, stomach, back, head, nose, chest. I stood, sat up, laid down. On my side, on my back, on my front. She knelt on the table behind me and pulled my body against hers as she held my arms up and pressed my chest in and rotated me back and forth, around and around, like a funny dance. She massaged me, pulled me, stretched me and articulated all my bones.
It was thorough and she was extremely professional and respectful throughout.
Some things didn’t strike me as particularly helpful – like the instruction to open the chakra in my neck, or to do my breathing exercises with the rising of the sun so I can harness the energy of the new day.
But other things felt more promising – like how she massaged my tight muscles, and taught me stretches to do on my own. She assessed the stretches and yoga moves I already do and provided feedback to make them more productive. She taped my back to open my chest and suggested I eat more turmeric.
I still don’t know if osteopathy is legit, but it was worth the time and money to see what it was all about. I’ll incorporate some of what I learned and keep the rest in the back of my mind in case I want to revisit it in the future.
Next I want to check out acupuncture.