Visited Ashley with Amare Healing Arts about a week after extended belt lipectomy, breast lift/augmentation, torsoplasty, and BBL. I left feeling taken advantage of and confused and rode home in tears.
First, although I arrived early, I spent about 20 minutes filling out paperwork, which was not available until my scheduled appointment time and which Ashley did not look at. After I completed my paperwork and returned it to her, she spent the first few minutes with me asking many questions I had already answered in my paperwork, eating significantly into the $170 one-hour appointment.
Ashley looked at my bandages and incisions. She used alarmist language, claiming that my swelling wasn't normal at all and that it was something to worry about, that the medications prescribed were making me more swollen, and that the redness of my incisions were "a hot mess." Without knowing anything about my plastic surgeon or previous lymphatic drainage therapist (both of whom I'd had positive experiences with), Ashley disparaged their work, saying they're not board certified (which she wouldn't know since she hadn't looked at my paperwork and is untrue anyway), that they had me in the wrong compression garment, that I was using the wrong sprays, etc.
Although Ashley knew that I had returned by flight only the day before from my surgery stay and I had communicated that I was not comfortable standing for long periods of time, she massaged me while having me stand with my hands on the table for about 10-15 minutes (that was all the time allotted for after all of that paperwork and post-paperwork discussion). LDM is supposed to be gentle, but her pressure was feather touch, barely discernible. I'm certain I did not benefit from it. By the end, I was seeing spots from standing for so long.
I was of the impression that this was just a lymphatic drainage massage appointment -- I ended up being blindsided by the duplicitous style of upselling. After I was feeling faint from standing for the duration of my "massage" and WITHOUT ASKING, Ashley tore open a compression garment and started quickly pulling it up my legs. Being so out of it, I didn't have the wherewithal to object. Some part of me thought she would need to ask if I wanted something before assuming I'd pay for it. But that never happened. Next, she ripped open a package of lipo foam and started cutting it and packing it into my garment. Feeling very weak and like I was being preyed on, I told her to please allow my companion in from the waiting room. As he was on his way in, Ashley was already throwing products in a bag ("special" compression garment detergent, ointment -- which turns out just to be mostly petroleum jelly, body wash, etc.) and tallying them up, again all WITHOUT ASKING. I was so uncomfortable and confused that we just paid and left. On our way out, we tried to grab the package for the compression garment Ashley had pulled onto me (which she claimed to have designed herself) but she ripped it out of our hands, quickly claiming it was garbage and she would take care of it. When I insisted that we wanted to keep it, she refused to let us have it, which led us to believe that it contained some information she didn't want us to have. read more