The power of touch

My massage therapist could double as a palm reader, er, foot reader.

Ok, here's what happened:
I went to a local spa for a facial and massage on Saturday. It was a birthday gift from mom and dad (yay!). I had the facial first and the esthetician was pretty liberal with the steam machine thingy. So after that I was breathing pretty well and not coughing at all. I go into my massage and don't cough or sniffle once. At one point she's massaging my feet and while rubbing my toes she asks, "Have you been having sinus problems lately?" Stunned I replied that I was currently getting over a sinus infection. She moves to my right foot and about 5 minutes later asks if my right shoulder gives me more problems than the left one. It does. I'm not even going to tell you what she figured out when she was rubbing my left palm!

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