Some time ago, I saw a pair of acupuncture sandals in a catalog. And I fell in love with the idea.
Every time I leave the acupuncture clinic, I practically float out the door; I feel so relaxed, so calm. And I though, oh my gosh I bet acupuncture sandals could provide at least a glimpse of that feeling right in my very own home.
But they were expensive. So I looked longingly, but did not buy. And I've been lamenting (whining) about it ever since.
However, Hubby picked up the ball on this one. He found those sandals and ordered them and presented them to me with a grin on his face like he deserved a medal. Which he did. And I was so excited to put them on and walk around with these soft little trigger point activators gently massaging my feet.
Except that ohmygosh they hurt like hell. Those soft little trigger point activators feel like tiny daggers digging into the soles of my feet. These are some industrial strength sandals (or torture devices... whatever). And I stumbled around the house near tears for two hours (or two minutes... whatever) until I couldn't take any more.
Hubby did not believe that they could possible cause so much pain, so he tried them on, too. The did not hurt him, excepting one tiny little spot on his right heel.
(Oh yes, I will keep wearing them. Anything that hurts that bad has to be good for me. Or something like that. Right?)
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