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The ultimate massage experience with the new table is coming and spaces are still available to be one of the first to use the new table.
See here for more details.
http://handprintmassage.com/blog/2010/05/27/exclusive-offer/
Hello,
Yesterday was footy. Again we lost but on the bright side, we only had one injury in the seniors. Yay. Sadly and most embarrassing was the fact one of the trainers was injured. And can you guess who it was? Yep, me. What made it even worse was it was one of our team that caused it. With sitting on the boundary comes with a certain amount of bodily risk and as it was I’d already nearly been run over, but it wasn’t until the last quarter when a fluke of a kick lead to a beautiful arc and the ball landing on my knee, leaving me with a whopping big bruise. After the game the only person with ice on was me.
Today was a better day. I had a wonderful post natal client. She has a beautiful baby boy and apparently had been hanging out for a massage. More than happy to oblige. We also talked about the amount of time spent in hospital after the birth of your baby and how wonderful some of the midwives are. It got me thinking about mum’s who don’t get the 5 star private hospital experience and how they get sent home with a new baby so very very quickly before reality has set in and without a whole lot of support.
Still, another fabulous week ahead of me with more wonderful clients.
Talk again soon.
Em.
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Hello,
Today I’m going to fill you in on how I became a Massage Therapist.
In September 2000,I was teaching music and was in a car accident. During impact, my shoulder crashed up against the side pillar of my car and injured the joint. I was in a great deal of pain and saw a friend who was a massage therapist the following day. He worked on my shoulder and eased a great deal of the pain. I regularly saw a massage therapist after until my shoulder recovered.
Over the next few years, the idea of being a massage therapist was lurking in the back of my mind until in 2003 I decided to take a basic massage course to see if I liked it. I didn’t like it. I loved it.
At the end of the introduction course, I asked for an application to study for the Diploma of Remedial Massage. I chose to study part-time at night, which when I enrolled would take me two years to complete. At some stage during the course, the school decided it would be better if the part timers completed the course in three years. So at the end of 2006 I finished the course.
At that point I had planned on working as a massage therapist part time and working my normal job during the day for a year, returning to study the following year. What I didn’t know was that I was pregnant and the rest is history.
I love my work and my clients and I’m very glad I took the chance on a completely different career.
Em.
Hello,
Apart from cooking dinner tonight, I’ve been busy again with lots of adventures along the way.
Thursday last week was challenging. I was booked in for an inner city client visit which in itself is a bit tricky. Not only did I have to pack the gear and drive in, but I also had to negotiate parking. I have a big truck of a four-wheel drive and it needs at least 2.1metres clearance to get in. I know this because I have got it stuck. All the parking around my clients apartment building only had 2 metre clearance. GAH! In the end I went to the one car park I knew my car would fit in, a block and a half away from where I needed to be. It’s times like these I’m very glad I have a trolley for my table. Once I arrived at the apartment building, I discovered the next major challenge. Stairs. Up I lugged my table to the ancient elevator only to be greeted when I reached the right floor, more steps, this time only two. The massage client was a beautiful new mum and was very helpful in moving furniture around so we could fit my table into her space. Thankfully, the massage went well and the client told me the easier, quicker, less staired way to get out of the building.
Friday was Mum’s Night Out. My mother came down from the country to attend with me. The night was fun, full of dancing and I was massaging for most of it. I had my massage chair and was going almost non stop the whole night. I did managed to get a break and sample the wonderful cupcakes from cupcakes of Kensington and eat a chocolate shot glass. At the end of the night, we spent about 45 minutes waiting for the taxi we’d booked to show up. It didn’t, so we ended up waving one down. The cab driver looked a little suspiciously at my massage chair bag and asked if it was a dead body. For the first time ever, I didn’t need to give instructions to the driver how to get to my house. Apparently he lives in the next street over. Good to know.
Saturday morning, I packed up the car again with the massage chair, my mum and the usual stuff for a market. We headed out to Mulgrave to a market, only to discover I wasn’t feeling quite right (partially because of the very late night) so we ended up heading back home. This seemed like a good idea until we went to Bunnings to buy a plant for my in-laws anniversary. As we were leaving, my mum slipped on something on the floor and injured her wrist quite badly. After the very lovely first aider John had provided us with an icepack and a bandage, off to emergency at the local hospital where we stayed for nearly 4 hours. X Rays were taken, no bones were broken apparently and in the end I re-strapped mum’s wrist and we left without seeing the doctor. I’m still trying to figure out why people seem to think I’m a nurse. Happens every time I walk into hospitals.
Sunday my mum returned home and the adventures of Telstra again. Hubby needed a new mobile phone, which meant waiting on hold for the usual approvals from the call centre. He now has a shiny new phone which he is currently wrestling with.
Today, I cleaned and cooked dinner. No signs of digestive distress so far.
Until next time.
Em.
I have been busy.
Between footy (all three teams won but another batch of crap injuries) and Mother’s Day, I’ve been run off my feet.
My parents visited this weekend which is nice. Shame I was working the whole time. Still they got to spend some quality time with Little Miss.
I had a wonderful client yesterday who was telling me about her customs, traditions and rituals. I love this sort of information. Not surprisingly, much of it revolved around food and family.
So today is a rest day for my hands and I’m back working again tomorrow.
Mum’s Night Out is on Friday night and tickets are still available. Would really love to see you there. I’ll be massaging away.
Em.
http://www.mareejaeger.com.au/blog/maternity/these-hands
Maree’s photos of my hands at work.
Hello,
Sorry everyone, apparently the episode I was in didn’t get shown tonight after all. Small hiccup at the stations end.
Anyway, something that I hope has gone to plan was the photo shoot. The very beautiful Sasha was my model and was fantastic to work with (before and now). Yet again, my favourite photographer Maree Jaeger waved her magic wand in a tricky set up.
Can’t wait for the results.
Em.
Hi,
Friday’s are my day off. For today I had planned on going out for lunch and then going to a park and letting Little Miss go nuts. Didn’t happen. Instead she just wanted mummy cuddles and to watch “Ye Ha!” A free half hour massage for the first person to guess correctly what she wanted to watch.
Anyway, in the mix, I did manage to get some washing done and managed to fall asleep while her movie of choice was on. I’d also managed to forget to turn the phone off silent and just discovered three messages. Nothing urgent and made me think about those strapped to their blackberries and the like as if they’re life support. Hubby calls them crackberries.
I keep hearing how people have to read every email, answer every call and respond really quickly even if its not really important. They tell me every thing’s important. These are the same people who can’t relax, have a day off, drive their cars or, in one case I know of, give birth without phone calls/emails from work. They tell me they have no time.
Let me help you out here. There’s a little button on the device. It has a circle with a line in it. It makes the device turn off. Magic isn’t it. That’s right, you can do it. This next step is important. Leave it off for at least an hour and at night. The world will not explode and here’s something really interesting, if you wait and not respond to every little email/message/call, it gives you a chance to look at them all in one hit. You can then decide what needs doing straight away, find out it’s been sorted/done by someone else or not needed at all. You can prioritise and delegate. Your boss will learn how to put paper in the photocopier when you’re not there, your partner will find whatever they can’t find right under their nose, your friends will call you back or leave a message about whatever and the best, you won’t get the really time wasting cold calling sales people. Sounds great doesn’t it. If a client really wants to talk to you, they will leave a message or call you back. Another bonus, eliminates tyre kickers and time wasters!
When you come for a massage, I insist you turn your mobile devices off. I find the ring tones and buzzes annoying and distracting whilst I’m working and you’ll be wondering who was calling and if it was important. You can’t relax and will get little benefit from the massage. Besides, I like to give you my undivided attention. That’s the least I can give you.
Give it a shot. See what happens.
Emma
Reformed gadget addict.