Acupuncture and a Happy Reunion

I am currently mostly bedridden, the nerves in my leg are still unhappy.  I'm spending my time taking an online course that would be much easier to work through on a computer rather than my tablet and phone.  While I am waiting for specialist's offices to call me to schedule more appointments (don't call us, we'll call you) I have been pondering my situation and how I would handle me if I were a horse.

It seems cosmically appropriate that I, as a horse trainer who accepts difficult rehabilitation cases, would be a challenging neurological case myself.  Keeping in mind all the factors with my past medical history, if I was a horse that had arrived at Bit of Honey for care I would be trying a variety of modalities.  Two of those (yes, I have seen the dentist recently) would be acupuncture and e-stim to try to address the nerve pain.  If I have an angry nerve why not directly address the nervous system?

I talked to my regular doctor about it and she agreed it would be worth a try especially as I wait and wait for these additional tests and appointments.  I had my first treatment (with a human acupuncturist) yesterday and it was rough.  To keep things appropriately vague, my nervous system is really tightly wound and reacted very strongly to this first treatment.  Knowing how the horses who really need it sometime respond, I felt proud of myself for not kicking anyone during the treatment.

Afterwards I went home and ended up sleeping for just about twenty four hours, Owen woke me up for necessaries.  This afternoon I have incredible muscle soreness, but much less nerve pain.  I'm going to continue the treatments in hopes that they will be effective, remembering some of my horses who have responded so positively,  but only after multiple treatments.

The big perk to this story is my evening.  While feeding tonight, Owen noticed a couple braided tail bags had come loose. He helped me get outside and I replaced not one, but three tailbags.  My favorite part was when we walked into the biggest paddock, and I called the geldings.  They were all in the far corner eating with their faces buried in their big hay bale, but when they heard my voice all five horses' heads snapped to attention.  They all turned, and all of them cantered towards me, hay bellies swinging with every stride.  There are few things that make me feel so loved as the herd rushing to me in a happy reunion.