Leaving Western Medicine

After about 6 months of not seeing a doctor and still not conceiving a new idea was brought to us. My mom took a trip to Florida and while she was there she saw a story on the news about a woman that had gotten pregnant after 10 years of trying through acupuncture. So obviously my mom was intrigued by this whole thing because more than anything my mother wanted to be a Grandmother. So she came home told us the story and as we listened I think both my husband and I thought she had lost her mind. Acupuncture really? So we told her we would check it out. Of coarse we didn't.

Then a few months later my girlfriend was telling me about an acupuncturist that was here in town that specialized in the female reproductive system. She told me about her sister that had gone to him and she gave me his phone number so I could go check him out. Now this was twice God had sent me this message so upon receiving the second message...I picked up the phone and made an appointment.

Now I have never been known for going to the doctor expect that once a year visit. I have to be half dying before I even take an aspirin and the hospital....well... only by ambulance would I make it there. So you would think I would be more open to a natural remedy. Nope I wasn't. I was even more concerned. I had visions of Eastern Medicine it looked a little like me being Pinhead from the Hellraiser movies. I could just see me full of needles all over my body...incense burning....and some Mr. Miyagi look alike doing some chant over me to help me become a mom. And not to mention having to be poked with more needles was not my idea of helpful. But if it made us parents, I would buck it up and do it!

And so I was off to meet my new doctor. When I got there I was pleasantly surprised at the office. I was expecting sage burning...ya know to help line up my chakra or clean out bad vibes...whatever sage does. I thought my doctor would look a lot like my OBGYN....a little man from China with long grey hair and bad teeth. But instead I got Hudson, a white dude that had studied with only the best in China. He was just a normal guy with a kind smile. The kind you could see yourself having a beer with. He wasn't in scrubs or a suit and tie. He was just a guy you would pass on the street and say hello to.

Our first meeting was all about my menstrual cycles and all the test results. He needed to know how far we had gone with the infertility work...what the outcome of all of it was and on...and on. But more than that Hudson cared about how I was feeling emotionally. He was the first doctor I had seen up until then that asked about my heart. What was I feeling? How was I dealing with all this? Who was I talking to? And it wasn't until then that I found hope again....I knew I had found someone that could help. I couldn't wait to introduce him to my husband.

Hudson put me on herbs right away and I saw him every two weeks for acupuncture and an herb refill. Every visit I would lay on his table and he would stick needles in different areas of my body. Mostly my arms and legs. He would explain why he was putting the needles where he was and he would tell me how it was going to help. After I had all the needles in he would leave the room and I would lay still for about 45 min. In the beginning I was restless and then I grew to crave it. It was my time to be with just me and God....Laying there was the most peaceful place I had found in life. It still is.

The first three months with Hudson were about getting my body to do the things it needed to do to conceive a child. Things like have a 28 day cycle...which I wasn't having.... and my ovulation needed work and we needed a good ovulation (yes it was more mucus talk) and he asked me to keep a fertility chart. I had to take my temperature everyday to make sure I was spiking a temp during ovulation and rest of the time I wasn't two hot or to cold. It was all so complicated but I did it. In three months Hudson had changed my cycles thru herbs and acupuncture. It was amazing...I was a huge believer in him and in Eastern Medicine.

Month four was our first month to try and conceive. My fertility charts looked good..my body was healthy and my mind was full of hope again.....this time it was going to work....we just knew it!