Went to my third session this morning at the Polyclinic. I really do think they've been helpful, as cynical as I was about it before I went along. Was interesting learning that we apparently have six pulses in our wrists, not just one, and there's different ones relevant to each major organ of the body. Today there was one particular point they tried, and while it was only a tiny bit uncomfortable physically, the emotional reaction was so strong I actually started crying, so I had to ask them to take it out again. I asked them what it was at the end, and apparently it was one of the needles they'd decided to try to support my kidneys and bladder. I seriously wasn't expecting that!
They're all proper intrigued about the surgery now; apparently in Chinese medicine, all your Chi (or Qi I spose if you're a Scrabble fan) is already stored in your kidneys when you're born and then is distributed around the body, so the idea of adding a third kidney (rather than replacing one, which is what they thought was happening) adds a whole new dimension to things for them, both in terms of what my kidney pulse will be like afterwards and how it will affect the rest of my body, flow of energy and suchlike. I'm gonna start going again as soon as I feel up to it, cos the energy increase I've had since I started the sessions really has been noticeable - and I'm intrigued too about how a transplant is dealt with in the body from their point of view.
A couple of hours more work to do, then a meeting with my boss in the States to pass things over, then I'm done working. Three days of mad rushing about will follow, including meeting my donor's Mum for coffee, having dinner with my donor and our respective (lovely!) boyfriends, a Sunday afternoon gathering at Planet Angel *Chilled*, then I'm off to La Clique at the Hippodrome, and finally a trip round the Christmas Lights of London on an old Routemaster bus! On Monday Johanna and I are going shopping - this seems like the best excuse possible to get a new dressing gown and slippers and any other treats we might fancy...
Then, on Tuesday I'm staying at home in anticipation of the nasty side effects I've been warned about for my first huge dose of the Cyclosporin (immunosuppressant drug). :-/ Hopefully it won't all be as bad as I've built it up to be in my head but I'm fully expecting to feel really poorly for the next few weeks at least.
I definitely felt that life was dragging a few weeks ago. Since we've had the confirmation everything seems to have shifted up to 5th gear and I'm struggling to keep up! Lots of enforced rest coming up though.
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