I love my acupuncturist with everything I have got in me. It is good to be back up on the table.
I let myself slide over the holidays. Aside from the predictable food and drink binges the season brings, I got lazy. I haven't seen her but once since the failed DE cycle. I had a quick, rushed visit before I headed out to visit Rocco's family after Christmas.
She walked me through the past several months - plotting out Aunt Flo, medication schedules, and major events. Her theory is my body is trying to slow me down. She tells me the Lupron and hormones are strong, but my body's will is stronger.
I made a joke about recognizing my body as being in command and she plainly responded, "Don't tell it that. It already knows that." As close as I have ever seen her to miffed.
Who on earth do you know who is protective over someone else's body's feelings?
I love her.
So we jabbed and heated and restocked my oils. Learned how to give my ovaries a massage. It makes me think of Black Swan. I plan to do it at home behind closed doors.
And I jacked up my crazy meds by 50%. What.
Going in tomorrow to check on my mofo cyst.