Acupuncture

So turns out I must be infecting Alana.

On Saturday, Alana was looking forward to a relaxing day consisting of yoga and acupuncture. She merrily left for yoga only to return 20 minutes later unable to get there because of traffic. Fail one.

I was busy with my new shabby chic paint decorating business and so we were a little late leaving for acupuncture. Anyway, we then couldn't find the place and soent a good 40 minutes wandering up and down the same street. for me, this was a pretty average moment but for Alana, the world was slowly caving in as she realised there was no imminent relief for her back pain. Eventually we found the place. Only to wait at reception for 20 minutes in a strange 'have we got the right place and where have all the people gone' vortex.

So we went for a Korean BBQ.

Anyway, we found ourselves back there and I watched as Alana got jabbed with pins. A very strange discussion then ensued which kind of went like this.

Lovely Thai acupuncture lady: yes we treat male infertility here. But the problem is the man never really knows it working.

Us: yeah

Lovely Thai acupuncture lady: so we get them to taste their sperm.

Us: WHAT??

Lovely Thai acupuncture lady: we get them to taste their sperm. Every 3 months. They can taste the increased mobility and thickness. It is earthier.

Us: oh wow (or something to that effect)


Lovely Thai acupuncture lady: yes, they aste it by blood taste.......

Test ladies and gentlemen. Test not taste.......


Anyway, next on the agenda Alana is going for a cervical perpetration acupuncture session - sounds fun, I'll let you know what they do!