Jul 9, 2006


My ears are still feeling it.

My friend Dennis called me up the other day to ask if I'd like to go to St. Jude's (the church of the famous novenas of lost causes) for a free acupuncture session. I was hesistant. Actually, I didn't want to go at all.

I mean really, needles? Fun?
Unless heroin or something is involved, those two words don't go together, do they?
But just to be social, I went. (I wasn't driving, so I didn't have much choice either did I?)

The accupuncturists were part of a group called Accupuncturists Without Borders
(I'm not making this up,I swear). Much like Doctors without Borders, I assume, they travel around helping the disadvantaged.

We entered the church hall, which smelled of mold and rubbing alcohol. In the center, under the florescent lights was a circle sundry people sitting on folding chairs in absolute silence.

There were 4 twenty somethings, clearly not from here. (One can always tell). I guessed they were Common Grounders...members of a sort of post-Katrina "action" group. They were all very Peace Corp-ish looking, with fashionably shaggy hair and a vague gay vibe.
There were some older women (parishoners I suppose), us, and a few other oddlings, like the buxom, very tanned 30 something year old woman in short shorts, her bright hot pink painted toenails distracting me from a seat away.

The accupuncturists were a couple, very earnest and granola-ey, if that paints a picture. They very very quiet. The padded around the silent room checking up on each of us, smiling silently, the way you might expect a cult member to.

To my surprise, the needles hurt more than I expected them to. This was the consensus in fact. Everyone said the same thing, that they hurt more than we expected them to. It was a slight pain, but a pain just the same.

Before getting our own needles, we could see our peers

After having the 10 or so needles implanted in our ears, we sat silently for 30 minutes. I don't know if accupuncture helps or not, but sitting still for 30 minutes in complete silence is sure to help in one way or another. That was another consensus. The jury is still out on the accupuncture, but staring at hot pink toenails for 30 minutes is Zen.

Now if only those plastic surgeons I see on tv---you know, the ones who are always volunteering their services to the helpless harelips and Ebola victims in the jungle----come to town I'll be set.


Breezy said...

I'm not a fan of needles, but put up with them only because I get blood drawn every time I go in for a checkup. Needles for fun, other than for getting high, cannot be nice. Can it?

Silly Monkey said...

Wait a minute! They put the needles IN your ears? In EVERYONE'S ears? What was this supposed to help?

I was under the impression (a correct one, I think) that the needles go in different places for different problems.

I almost took Cody to an accupuncturist when he was having his neurological problems. And I'm almost sure they wouldn't have put needles in his ears. :o

The things you get into, Jason!

And don't get me started with those plastic surgery shows. I'm hooked on them, and the more I watch them, the more I want to get done. ;P

jason said...

you're right, Jason...the needles go in different places for different ailments, but apparently the inner ear is the site for a whole lot of things, not sure what. They did the same thing for us all...it was *free* after all, so beggers can't be chosers, I guess.

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