My Take On Acupuncture
A Load of Crap.
I am tempted to leave this post with just those 4 words – but, I guess I should probably explain my statement.
After miscarriage number 2, I was starting to get a bit more desperate, so I decided to try acupuncture. It was recommended to me by a few trusted people and our doctors all thought it was fine to try and assured me it would not harm our next baby, although they cautioned that it also might not help. So, I decided if it won’t hurt, then I might as well give it a try. That said, I think it’s important to point out that I was a cynic when I started going. I put my faith in scientifically proven, modern medical techniques, so acupuncture is a bit of a stretch for me.
So, I went – once a week for nearly two months, then once every two weeks for a few more months. We got pregnant (but the getting pregnant part for us is relatively easy, so this wasn’t a surprise). We lost the baby.
So, did acupuncture help us? On the positive, it forced me to have a 30 minute nap during the day on a regular basis. This was probably good to help with stress management. But otherwise, nope, not at all helpful. It cost us a lot of money and time. It became another appointment to fit into my day, which in some ways just increased my stress. And, we have no living, healthy baby.