This summer has been a journey in finding my joy again.
Infertility was winning and my spirit was being crushed.
Little by little.
Day by day.
I was losing hope by the hour.
Then, an angel reached out to me and changed the course of my journey.
My angel was Beth FS’s lovely mother. Beth FS’s mom is a kind, generous, caring woman. I’ve always known this about her. She goes out of her way to help people, and is always there to offer a reassuring word or gesture.
She reached out to me to see if I would like to try acupuncture. She had been going for a while, and had a very good friend who was an acupuncturist who had shared her successes with infertility.
Mrs. F’s acupuncturist was going to be out of town, so she referred us to another acupuncturist who she had heard great things about. Not only did Mrs. F schedule my first appointment, she came with me, and was by my side for the consultation, and waited outside the door while I was getting my treatment. When I was finished with my treatment, I asked the acupuncturist how much I owed for the appointment. And she said that Mrs. F had not only paid for that treatment, but for my first several treatments!
I bawled. Like a baby.
I am tearing up just writing about it now.
I was so overcome with gratitude in that moment.
The gratitude that I felt that day has only increased exponentially. First, I love my acupuncturist, Angie. Second, I love the way acupuncture makes me feel. That cycle was the first time in this whole infertility journey that I wasn’t lethargic and depressed during my two week wait. In fact, I have started exercising again, and I’ve been using My Fitness Pal for a few weeks, very successfully.
One day, I realized I wasn’t feeling anxious and depressed any more.
And the only thing I did differently was acupuncture.
I am so grateful to feel myself again. I feel like being social. I feel like doing stuff around the house.
And…I feel like blogging again.
Thank you, Mrs. F, for helping me find my joy.