These are happy feet, but all credit goes to Richard Davison, a Cranio-sacral therapist working in Sussex and Devon. He healed my foot injuries in a matter of minutes after four other experts had failed. There had been two visits to a physiotherapist, one to a podiatrist, one to the GP and three to a chiropractor. None of them came near to a diagnosis and by the time they had finished I could barely walk let alone run and had been in pain for two months.
On 11th November, just a fortnight ago, Richard Davison diagnosed the problem and treated it within the space of half an hour. The joy of being able to walk without pain left me with a vow never again to waste a healthy body.
It all started when I walked down an steep hill in the Dordogne on in a pair of trainers on a sunny afternoon. Ouch! Suddenly, and for no apparent reason, I felt a sharp pain shoot across the bottom of my foot. Barely able to walk I hobbled for a 100 yards and then had to be rescued by the hotel manager in his car. What an end to my walking holiday!
When I got home I resolved to rest my foot for a fortnight, just doing the minimum to get through the day. But things got worse instead of better, and finally I realised that in order to get better I might need to go and see some sort of therapist. A physiotherapist, perhaps as I was sure this was a soft tissue injury.
After a couple of sessions with a physio, things were bearable, but then suddenly they got worse again. By now it felt as though I was walking on the bone in the bottom of my left foot and was far more painful than it had ever been. The whole of my lower leg was twitching and the bottom of my foot felt as though it had contracted. Three visits to a chiropractor left me no better and no nearer to knowing what was wrong with my foot.
Then I got the following message from my friend Caroline Dunn (Floyd Promotions), who is on a mission to find out about all the best things in life.
“Gosh your poor foot. I can recommend somebody to fix that for you… he is incredible. Don’t go to anybody else, ask me when you decide to have a treatment and I will give you his details… actually bollocks, I will search for address book… now….Richard Davison
http://www.viscomdesign.co.uk/richardweb/ 01444 811017
“The people I have sent to him have subsequently avoided the need for all sorts of surgery, including hip replacements and key hole surgery in their shoulders. I’ve probably sent about 50 people to him over the years. When he gave up his main career he trained as a Cranio-Sacral therapist. They work on muscles and nerves and the nervous system. He’s so gentle you think he hasn’t done anything and then 2 weeks later you realise you are totally fine.”
I hit a tree at 100 miles an hour when I was skiing and for 2 years I went to idiot doctors and a physiotherapist who just said: ‘Yep you’ve got a bad knee… forever basically.’ They kept telling me to build up the muscles around my knee it in the gym which hurt like anything. I had one treatment with Richard and he fixed it. It just sort of unwound the damage in front of my eyes.”
And so it was with my foot. Richard listened to my history with a knowing look. ‘When I started training as a therapist a chiropractor explained to me that chiropractors treat the bones, but they don’t treat the muscles. But you see it’s the muscles that hold the bones in place. And if the muscles are seized up, bones get stuck in the wrong positions’. It all seemed so logical when put that way. And the other practitioners had all mentioned the tight muscles too.
Starting with my calf muscles Richard worked his way down my leg, using tiny movements to re-align the soft tissues in my lower leg and foot. He paid special attention to my big toe joint and the lack of movement within it. Something the podiatrist had even mentioned!
The whole thing was a gentle and thoroughly pleasurable experience. I could almost feel my other foot getting jealous! In passing Richard mentioned that my knee needed a bit of work and when he had finished I said that knee had hurt every time I sat on a horse since I was fifteen years old. ‘Well it won’t now’ he said confidently.
When I got up to leave, I sought in vain to feel the familiar ache. It was practically gone. ‘Will I need to wear a bandage or a support?’
‘No, and wear whatever shoes you like. Just avoid 4-inch heels for the time being. Your foot will continue to heal itself. It will get a bit better each day. I have just started the process’. And he was right. My foot did, in fact get completely better within 24 hours and a few days later I did a 5 kilometer run out of the sheer joy of being able to use my foot normally again.
As soon as I started relaying my news locally, it turned out that EVERYONE goes to see Richard, my dear.
Now there are appointments in Richard’s diary for many other members of my family. For what could be a better gift than to be free of pain for Christmas?