Ayurvedic Massage Therapy in Dubai
Day 7 brings a new pleasure. A stave of dough is made on my back and filled with hot medicinal oil. This is to treat low back pain. To be honest, I never feel like I have paralyzing pain, although sometimes I have to push myself on my head and vent. Anyway, this is enough to justify this treatment which is really very nice. I looked in the clinic catalog and there is a picture of a woman with that pattern around her eyes. It seems like her eyes are full of oil. The doctor tells me that it is a treatment for cataracts. Massage Center in Al Muraqqabat
I am already reaping the fruits of my treatment. Not only do I feel flexible, but my back makes me feel good and my mom tells me I stopped snoring. And let’s not forget the four kilos that are missing! Massage Center in Al Muraqqabat
On the 8th and after the usual treatment I have to smell some medicinal oils then the masseuse (who administers all the treatments) tells me that she is going to clean my ears. I’m waiting for an ear candle, but instead, some herbs are heated in a coconut shell. An angled metal pipe is inserted into a hole in the top of the helmet and hot smoke comes out of the pipe into my ears. How nice! Then he fans me with a cloth dipped in hot herbal oil.
It seems that no matter how much I wash, I can never completely remove the ubiquitous yellow color from oils and clays. The bathwater is a thick cloudy yellow after each treatment. Also, all my underwear is stained yellow from skin contact.
There are some issues here
I notice that I have now lost my normally ravenous appetite. I am quite happy with two meals a day. My mind is also the most relaxed in years. In fact, I’m quite happy to be doing nothing all day, a first for me!
Despite being winter, it is very hot in the middle of the day and therefore a bit uncomfortable to walk around. In addition, public transport does not reach the hotel, and automatic taxis or rickshaws cost foreigners a bomb. Each trip seems to end up costing around $ 40 for transportation alone, and that’s a sure impediment to getting out of the hotel.
So I am very happy to sit by the pool or watch cable TV. There are approximately four channels in English: Animal Planet, Discovery Channel, and two movie channels. It is quite obvious that the Indians find it entertaining: in 90% of the remaining Indian channels, the programming is singing and dancing. There are channels that show dancing all the time and the rest are on a diet of talent shows or Bollywood movies.
One thing that I find very curious is that in 100% of the ads, all Indians have paler skin. This is in stark contrast to the people I see on the streets who are all very dark-skinned. Perhaps the actors are from a part of India where the people are pale. Perhaps the actors are airbrushes! Still, does this all mean that Indians won’t buy products approved by their darker-skinned brethren? Massage Center in Al Muraqqabat
I celebrate my good health by visiting an esthetician
I celebrate my good health by visiting an esthetician who resides in a cubicle in the alley behind the hotel. I’m looking for a fruit facial. It costs around 750 rupees or $ 19. Over the course of an hour, they massage my face with layers of fruit preparations, leaving it radiant and wonderfully smooth. She notices my unruly brows and asks if I would like a cut. Ah well, why not? I hope she removes the tweezers but instead takes out a roll of cotton thread. Holding one end between your teeth, floss like a pair of scissors. Cut, cut: no messy hair escapes her attention. With extreme dexterity, he handles his cotton, cuts loose hairs, and soon I have two finely sculpted eyebrows.
During this time, back at the clinic, my treatment has now turned to oil baths and enemas. Also, at the end of each treatment, they now give me a glass of medicated ghee in hot water.
After my massage, the mattress is removed from the table to reveal a hole in which I climb and splash buckets of the hot medicinal oil. It is an oil bath. When I roll over so I can put some oil on my forehead, I am terrified of jumping out of bed like a pea escaping from its pod. I really appreciate life. Fully greased, I am now ready for my herbal enema. Mini enemas aren’t that bad and they don’t really have much of an effect on me. But then they give me the biggest! The super enema is pretty unpleasant but I guess it’s good to lose another pound.
They tell me the story of massages
They tell me the story of massages, oil, and enemas. The theory is that massages, oil baths, hot leaf blows, and medicinal clay massages serve to extract toxins from the tissues and intestines. These toxins are then removed through enemas and herbal drinks.
So after two weeks, the treatment ends. My mom dropped out three days before graduating. Her intolerance to chili peppers and the fact that, unlike me, she found enemas totally purging and ran to the bathroom day and night took their toll. However, she should be very impressed as her legs, which are still quite swollen from the liquid, are now well-formed and quite deflated.
I lost a total of five kilos and my blood pressure stabilized at a pleasant 120/80 which I really like. I’m sure she would have lost more weight if she could have avoided those delicious pieces of bread, teas, and vegetable dishes cooked in coconut oil. I can’t guess my cholesterol level, but I feel soft and flexible. I realize that the nasty gum infection that plagued me for two months before my trip has disappeared. The pains are gone and I sleep very well. Spa in Al Muraqqabat
Would I go there again? Definitely! Overall it wasn’t too expensive and within two weeks I lost quite a bit of weight and got health benefits as well.
Dr. Jayahari gives me a bag of herbal pills to take home and a diet sheet with recommendations to help me with my food choices at home. However, I don’t know why I can eat dried figs but not fresh figs and why brown rice and watermelon have been banned. I’ll have to ask him when we meet again.