I booked my Osmosis appointment during the 3.5 hour drive up to Sonoma county, which included the services of one facial and an enzyme bath. Thinking that I’ll need the relaxation after and before my long drives, this treatment/mediation center seemed perfect for a little pampering – it is close to the place we were
staying and had curious substitute for the mud baths of Calistoga that
I’ve always wanted to try. I got to the inn at 5pm, which gave me just under 2 hours to check email and check out the surroundings before heading off to my appointment.
The town of Occidental is about 15 minutes from Sebastopol and is very cute and surprisingly diverse (not just from the tourists). Most of my fellow innmates [
] were there for antiquing and discovering the brown yet fertile grounds of the Russian River Wineries. There were two main stays in the 8 block downtown, which looked like it filled enough people to pack the 5 or 6 restaurants during the dinner hours. This place is definitely worth (re)visiting.
645, and I got back on the winding road called Bohemian Hwy towards Osmosis. The grounds there were beautiful; everything they promised it would be. The air was crisp, koi swimming, bonsai manicured, stream trickling and sand raked in pretty patterns. I went inside to get changed and immediately smelled the woodsy, musky toasted rice smell of the baths – it was really yummy. What wasn’t so yummy was the tea from tea ceremony performed for me by staff after my facial and before my enzyme bath. If you’ve ever tried to drink "diet tea" bought from a chinese or "oriental" food store, that is exactly what the tea tasted like. The other part of the ceremony was leaving me in a meditation room with the lights half on, over looking more serene gardening for half an hour. Realize that I am a NY-er and hardly one to sit still and "meditate", panic quickly ensued. I busted out of that room, and when asked why I was roaming the hallways I said that I was scared of being in the room alone.
For the final act they led me to the source of the smell and my skin’s demise. The bath was basically a huge above ground hot tub filled with moist composite saw dust. The mulch consisted of rice bran, white fir, cedar dust and "600 natural plant-based enzymes", which I asked for the list of bu†they couldn’t produce for me. A nice crater including leg and neck rest was shoveled out for me and my bath attendant told me to strip, settle in and get comfortable. Luckily I was no longer shy of my nakedness in front of other women because the night before I went through my first kabuki (more on that in my Cah-weekend post)! I was now buried under 50 pounds of saw dust and I’m making caves with my legs and arms underneath. I was offered a cold towel for my neck and forehead while my attendant and I talked about dogs and our origins from the east coast. The experience was very pleasant and I left the complex with a warm fuzzy feeling.
I picked up j from foo and turned in for the night. The next morning after a 4 of 5 star eggs benedict breakfast at the inn I checked my email on the lazy-boy arm chair in the room. I noticed what looked like bug bites on my left knee and followed the trail upwards. My entire thigh was an angry mess of hives and rash. I look right and it was an mirror image. I look up and my flanks were not spared either. I look back and thought "man, ass cellulite looks better than this sh1t". It was in such a weird pattern but I knew it was from the bath because of the hive stitching across my stomach and legs (I was wearing disposable underpants during the bath – thank goodness). I took some pictures for flickr but j said it’d be too nasty, so I emailed them to QB instead.
Panicked, I went back to Osmosis and asked for a list of those "enzymes" they used so I could take them to an allergist. They couldn’t produce one there right away and I still don’t have a list of them as of today. They did refund me the cost of the bath and were very apologetic and courteous but I had a feeling that they really didn’t have clue what is in their baths. I advised them to warn clients with cedar allergies or sensitive skin, like they warn their pregnant clients not to use their baths in the future.
Today I made an emergency visit to an internal medicine doctor because PAMF’s dermatology department doesn’t believe in emergencies and their next available was Oct 26,2006. They looked, and poked, and questioned why I was stupid enough to let /holistic/non-animal tested/non-hypoallergenic hippies talk me into it. I told them I was driving for way too long and lost my head and reasoning on 101. Dr. Duncan Rx-ed me some industrial grade ointments and encouraged me to further the Aveeno-bath for symptoms. "… if the blisters start filling with fluid, come back in and we’ll extract and analyze it…". I think Dr. Duncan knew he hit a nerve when my eyes started to well up and added "… but this looks like it’s as bad as it can get…".
So, next time you’re in the mood for some new-wave new-age holistolic healing, ask to see if you can test the stuff on a small patch of skin first. Don’t be a fool stay out of the pool!


