Alternative Routes
I hated needles and I hated everything about how intrusive the fertility process had been, yet there I was about to add another layer to my treatments. More poking, more prodding and of course, more money. Yet, for some reason I still showed up to my first fertility acupuncture appointment.I nervously sat in the examination room and silently laughed at myself. As I had expected, there were the prerequisite crystals, incense and of course hippie music playing in the background. Where was I?? My palms were sweating and I thought about heading out the door more than once. When the doctor came in the first thing she did was show me the needles. They were small, not as big as I'd imagined and I was happy to learn that only a small part would actually penetrate the skin. First she poked herself (okay so maybe she was a little more sadistic than I thought) and then she asked if I was ready and she poked my hand. Nothing, I felt absolutely nothing and it was great! With my needle fears put to rest we decided to go ahead with the rest of the appointment. She told me to expect a little pressure in the uterus area and that was about it. I was superwoman and needles were no longer my kryptonite, I was ready to go. I happily stripped down, plopped up on the table and got ready for the baby making to commence.
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