Sentences with phrase «form of a hot shower»

Warmth in the form of a hot shower or warm compresses immediately prior to milk removal seems to help the milk ejection or «let down» reflex in some women.

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In addition, she addresses some practical applications like temperature and duration in the sauna, the difference between a dry, wet and infrared sauna, sauna timing, as well as other forms of heat stress such as steam showers, hot baths, and hot yoga.

The heat can be delivered in the form of hot water bottle, steam, sauna room or just a shower with warm water.

Some of the very best can be found in the form of traditional Turkish baths, including cool showers, hot saunas and relaxing massage.

Federal Villa Beach Resort Langkawi is actually a three - star rated hotel, spread across four acres, which comes under the Holiday Villa brand.This in turn makes it such a great value choice for families, groups and couples travelling on a budget because you can be certain that the same high level of dedicated service form the major brand can be found here.Set side - by - side with its sister resort, the four - star rated Holiday Villa Beach Resort & Spa, along Pantai Tengah, there is a total of 88 guestrooms here.There are five beachfront guestroom classes (Standard, Deluxe, Apartment Suites, Homestay Villas and Chalet Suites) and room perks include individually controlled air con, a colour television with Cable channels, telephone, hot water kettle with coffee and tea sachets supplies and a toilet with shower room and long bathtub.

This villa measures 200 square meters and comprises of 2 spacious bedrooms with double bed; separate living room; dining area with dining table and chairs; kitchenette with refrigerator, hot & cold water dispenser, microwave and tea / coffee maker; bathroom with bathtub, shower, toilet, washbasin, hairdryer and toiletries; private spa gazebo; balcony and free form swimming pool.

It went something like this: hotel check - in, locate room, locate wifi service, attempt connection to wifi, wonder why the connection is taking so long, try again, locate phone, call front desk, get told «the internet is broken for a while», decide to hot - spot the mobile phone because some emails really needed to be sent, go «la la la» about the roaming costs, locate iron, wonder why iron temperature dial just spins around and around, swear as iron spews water instead of steam, find reading glasses, curse middle - aged need for reading glasses, realise iron temperature dial is indecipherably in Chinese, decide ironing front of shirt is good enough when wearing jacket, order room service lunch, start shower, realise can't read impossible small toiletry bottle labels, damply retrieve glasses from near iron and successfully avoid shampooing hair with body lotion, change (into slightly damp shirt), retrieve glasses from shower, start teleconference, eat lunch, remember to mute phone, meet colleague in lobby at 1 pm, continue teleconference, get in taxi, endure 75 stop - start minutes to a inconveniently located client, watch unread emails climb over 150, continue to ignore roaming costs, regret tuna panini lunch choice as taxi warmth, stop - start juddering, jet - lag, guilt about unread emails and traffic fumes combine in a very unpleasant way, stumble out of over-warm taxi and almost catch hypothermia while trying to locate a very small client office in a very large anonymous business park, almost hug client with relief when they appear to escort us the last 50 metres, surprisingly have very positive client meeting (i.e. didn't throw up in the meeting), almost catch hypothermia again waiting for taxi which despite having two functioning GPS devices can't locate us on a main road, understand why as within 30 seconds we are almost rendered unconscious by the in - car exhaust fumes, discover that the taxi ride back to the CBD is even slower and more juddering at peak hour (and no, that was not a carbon monoxide induced hallucination), rescheduled the second client from 5 pm to 5.30, to 6 pm and finally 6.30 pm, killed time by drafting this guest blog (possibly carbon monoxide induced), watch unread emails climb higher, exit taxi and inhale relatively fresher air from kamikaze motor scooters, enter office and grumpily work with client until 9 pm, decline client's gracious offer of expensive dinner, noting it is already midnight my time, observe client fail to correctly set office alarm and endure high decibel «warning, warning» sounds that are clearly designed to send security rushing... soon... any second now... develop new form of nausea and headache from piercing, screeching, sounds - like - a-wailing-baby-please-please-make-it-stop-alarm, note the client is relishing the extra (free) time with us and is still talking about work, admire the client's ability to focus under extreme aural pressure, decide the client may be a little too work focussed, realise that I probably am too given I have just finished work at 9 pm... but then remember the 200 unread emails in my inbox and decide I can resolve that incongruency later (in a quieter space), become sure that there are only two possibilities — there are no security staff or they are deaf — while my colleague frantically tries to call someone who knows what to do, conclude after three calls that no - one does, and then finally someone finally does and... it stops.