Feeling a little tens

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Date: 30 September 2008 14:56:39

OK, prizes for who spotted the spelling mistake in the title of today's blog! Ha, fooled you! There isn't one.

Did I mention, by the way, the rather tasty meal you can get at our new favourite pub for just £3.50? Guess where I've just arrived home from! This is the way to regain your appetite.

So why am I feeling tens? My sister has a problem with her neck which the doctors have said can't be treated, despite it causing her chronic and fairly debilitating pain. So yesterday she decided to buy a tens machine. We decided the initials stand for: Torture via Electrical Nasty Sensations. The mere English language is insufficient to describe the hysteria which this little machine caused in two mature ladies, as each watched the other inflicting themselves to the most weird sensations imaginable as the machine tapped and vibrated and kneeded in an unpredictable way, sending our muscles and nerves a-twitching and jumping in all directions. And that was just on the lowest of settings... even though my sister, with a malicious glint in her eye, suggested she might turn the machine to a higher setting for me because I didn't have any pain to overcome! I did nearly die from the experience, mind - I was just swallowing a mouthful of my drink when my sister, who did the first trial of the machine, suddenly leapt from her seat in surprise at the sensation in her shoulder. We were already both laughing uncontrollably, but I then choked on the glass of water, then couldn't regain my composure and had to race hurriedly to the bathroom before I a) vomited or b) wet myself!!! I don't think either of us have laughed so much in years.