A little prick goes a long way…

Acupuncture

I made a promise to myself this was the year I would get my body back together. Yes, I have said this before. Yes, I have broken those promises to myself.

No more.

After two knee surgeries, one on each knee, I have realized how much easier my life would be if I could just shed 30 pounds and take that pressure off my knee caps. This is not an overnight process, but one I am officially committed to as each year gets harder to do the things i love (ride bikes, hike, play sports, etc.) and I cannot afford to delay this goal any longer. The.Time.Is.Now.

First step - acupuncture. I have had my fill of Western doctors and simply cannot take any more steroids to reduce the pain (yes, even after surgery, I still have pain). I am turning to the Eastern way of thought and allowing someone to stick 15 needles in and around my knee in the hopes of redirecting the energy to heal myself - in a more natural sense. And you know what? Two sessions in...and I am a believer.

Whether this is purely psychological or actually reworking my energy, I can't say for sure...but I am hooked...and I will keep trying until I no longer feel the effects. And if nothing else, at least it is forcing me to shave my legs at least once a week as I feel bad when he has to comb the hair aside to make room for a pin. So that is a postive...right?

Another day, another trip to the hospital

The last three months have been incredibly difficult (health wise) for Heuer and I. I have not written about any of it yet, well – haven’t written about much over the last year, but I need to, as I simply cannot keep it bottled inside anymore.

Our experiences deserve more than this post and I will find the time to break it all down. Right now, it is taking all my energy to remain calm as I sit alone in this waiting room awash in pale beige walls and sea foam green chairs, staring at a plain brown door waiting for my Heuer to emerge.

He has been in there an hour longer than expected. This concerns me. I am trying to remain strong. I am not asking that he walk out smiling, just that he walks out the door to me.