Acupuncture Continues

This is an acupuncture needle. It is the sharpest thing I’ve ever touched. Holding it for this shot was nearly impossible, as its own weight practically drove it through my skin, yet, any less pressure on it caused it to fall out of my fingers.

This reminded me of the incredible sensitivity of old nitro-glycerin, especially in that season 1 episode of Macgyver! You know the one where he takes the nitro from the dilapidated shack, then loads it onto a truck with a mattress-spring bed? Yeah.

As Macgyver drives, the leaking nitro-glycerin drips out of the casing, and the weight of each drop actually causes mini-explosions. Not the kind of explosions you’d see from a moonshine still exploding, but they were substantial.

I am continuing to have acupuncture done on my feet by Jarek as the pain seems to worsen almost daily. During regularly-occurring physiotherapy and acupuncture conferences, Jarek has explained my neuropathic pain to his colleagues, as it is an interesting case.

With dozens of minds working together, they’ve come up with other points to try the needles. This is good because my nerves are hypersensitive to touch, and the usual points that work to stimulate endorphins have become too painful to use.

In the meantime, I occasionally drink legally-purchased alcohol to quell the burning and deep, deep walking pain. For the record, I don’t really know anything about homemade hooch.

Seriously.