Today I have had shockwave therapy on my dozen little trinkets contained within my gallbladder.
It wasn't quite what I expected - I expected them to hold a little gun against my belly, press a trigger, and a clicking noise to work the magic.
Nope.
I was showered, sterilised, dressed in a surgical robe (just in case I needed emergency surgery... thanks for the reassurance!) and then whisked down to a theatre.
I laid on a very big fat comfortable airbed... and thought "ah this is the life"... until they shaved part of my belly, and them stuck a needle in me. Gee thanks. A local anaesthetic, because apparently the shockwaves can hurt. Nice.
Finally, a large C shaped machine was tucked under me and over me, tightened up until it compressed my abdomen slightly, and then I was velcroed down to the bed. Yes this was getting fetishistic... especially considering they had lubed me up with KY Jelly on my stomach!
The treatment itself consisted of moments of a rather violent buzzing sens…