Friday, October 12, 2007


No more spotting since yesterday morning. I don't know why I always freak out about timing whenever something doesn't go according to plan, no matter how slightly. It will all be OK, whatever happens. I can reschedule the hotel and the cat boarding and my vacation from work. I won't book the flight until the timing is more certain, and that's really the only thing that would cost money to change. So I need to stop stressing. But, you know.

Anyhoo, I stumped cutie acu yesterday. He was spending forever taking my pulse, and frowning. So I said that it worried me when he frowned, and asked what was up with the old pulse, you know, was I still alive, that sort of thing. He said he was having a hard time figuring it out, and maybe it was confused because it was the end of my cycle. So, he messed around a bit more, stuck the needles in and left. And then came back in not a minute later, grabbed my wrists again and said all excitedly "I figured it out! Your pulse is just so much stronger than normal it totally threw me off!" And then after my treatment was over, he came back in and again said it was a great pulse. Yay me and my pulse!

Oh, and I heart Stephanie. She knows why. ;) I'll tell the rest of you when the deal is done.


orodemniades said...

Heh, the last time I went to the clinic they couldn't find my pulse. Not even with a too small blood pressure cuff. Or a vein to tap.

I was amused at first, bored by minute 15. Weird how that happens, eh?

calliope said...

wow- I think having a hot acu is what has made the difference.

shame about the um, you know.


Stephanie said...

Oooh, I'm hearted!!!