Acupunctured!

Not long ago, I wrote a post relating a bit about how I’d consulted a doctor who specialized in acupuncture and Eastern medicine, and how he’d determined my “body organ type,” and the diet that would work most optimally with that type (which type is “Hepatonia,” in case you’d forgotten).

So yesterday, I went back in for my second visit.  He first drew a droplet of my blood and then popped it on a slide, and slid the slide under a microscope.  To my relief, absolutely none of the visual warning signs of ill blood-health appeared on the computer screen that showed us what the microscope was picking up: the cells were flowing vigorously, none of them were irregularly shaped, there was no weird clumping, no visible chunks of cholesterol…all seemed well, and I admit to having felt a slight flush of pride over my bad-assed blood, and wondering briefly if vampires would fight over the right to drain me, should I ever stumble into a nest of them…

My blood looked a bit like this -- the cells reminded me oddly of pomegranate seeds...
My blood looked a bit like this — the cells reminded me oddly of pomegranate seeds…

After paying me several compliments on the excellence of my circulatory affairs, the doctor had me hop up on his table, and he treated me to more acupuncture than he had in the initial session.  Now, I’ve had acupuncture before — mostly in a quest to reduce the effects of various low- to medium-grade allergies that are more or less with me all the time (hay fever-ish kinds of things) — but this doctor does it a bit differently.  In the past, with other practitioners, I’ve gone in, assumed the flat-on-my-back position, and then the acupuncturist festooned my flesh with clusters of needles, mainly concentrating on my hands, my feet, and weirdly enough, one or both ears (the ears are apparently like switchboards for, and microcosms of, the body as a whole).  They would then turn on some soothing music and/or nature sounds, dim the lights, and leave the room for I’m guessing about 15-20 minutes to let the needles do their energy-manipulating work — my time estimate is very approximate because for reasons I don’t comprehend, being festooned with acupuncture needles as described above always renders me very spacey and loopy, albeit in a very agreeable sort of way…

Give yourself over to the needles: it feels way better than it looks (and that's not me in the picture...just some stranger out there who's also been acupunctured...)...
Give yourself over to the needles: it feels way better than it looks (and that’s not me in the picture…just some stranger out there who’s also been acupunctured…)…

But like I said, my new doctor does it a bit differently — he asks me to remove my shoes and socks before getting onto the table, and then he’ll roll up my right pants leg until everything up to and including my knee has been uncovered, and then he does this thing with a single needle where he kind of dances his hand back and forth from my hand and wrist to my foot/ankle or knee, and then back again, dispensing light little stabs all over the place, never seeming to hit exactly the same spot twice.  This sounds like it would be painful, but it’s not — I’m totally aware of the stabs when he’s doing it, but they’re not intense enough to actually hurt, and he never breaks the skin or draws blood or anything.  And once he’s satisfied with his work on the right side, he’ll move over to the left and repeat the process there, never leaving a needle stuck in me at all.

And let me tell you, I got more spaced out yesterday than I think I did even when I was bristling with whole colonies of needles, and being dreamily serenaded by New Age-type soundtracks!  We even spoke a bit while he was working, but I felt this wave of buzz wash over me…

And then a minute or two after he’d finished, that buzz subsided to almost unnoticeable levels, and I was completely fine to get up and walk out.  I chose to eat in the neighborhood — Koreatown! — but I could have driven home immediately had I elected to do so.  I can’t tell you yet how well the session addressed the doctor’s aims, as he’s going for some longer-term processes with all of this (general detoxification, optimized energy flow, etc., not something concrete and instantly achievable in theory, such as pain relief in some specific area), but I did feel good and serene overall after I left his office, and I believe I got more rest out of less sleep last night, too.

But anyway, the point of all this is basically just to once again give voice to the idea that Western medicine is not the end-all and be-all of health care.  I’m a believer in the notion that other modalities can help to heal us as well: acupuncture, Reiki, the Violet Flame, Theta healing, you name it.  I feel that even disciplines that ask a bit more faith of us can have significant positive impact on our well-being…and my getting all acupunctured yesterday was just one example of me experiencing that principle being confirmed.  I’m not necessarily trying to persuade anyone to go out and get all filled with needles on my say-so, but I would offer up the possibility that if you suffer from things that Western medicine hasn’t been able to touch, and especially things that may have a less physical and more intangible component to them — things such as insomnia, depression, allergies, irritability, chronic fatigue, chronic pain, appetite disorders — things like acupuncture and/or energy healing might be worth looking into.  Take it from someone who’s been happily acupunctured and Reiki-ed on more than one occasion!

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