I admit I was skeptical and what surprised me more than anything is he hardly even touched my back. Sure a short massage with some herbal lotion, (it felt great) but more importantly he stuck needles into my ears, forehead, my knees and feet. I lay on the table thinking, “this is a lot of hooey.” But after an hour of this therapy and one more visit, I was ready to dance—all night! I’m telling you I felt like the guy at the revival meeting who casts his crutches away and screams, “I can walk!”
Thanks, Paul McKenna