Another visit to Dr. Philip Weeks. He has been reading these blog entries of mine and commented to me that he was impressed by the accuracy of my summaries of the consultations. Most patients, he said, get it completely wrong and imagine all kinds of crazy things that never happened. He concluded that while I may be soft spoken, quiet, reserved, I have an extremely sharp intellect underneath.
Aside: Phil hit upon a long running issue of my personality: people tend to underestimate me. After getting to know me for a while they appreciate by strengths, but, upon the first meeting me, most people are not very impressed. This is especially true of the proud, brash American types of people. They tend to roll right over me. That kind of persona intimidates me and causes me to withdraw even more than usual, further reinforcing their perception of my uselessness. One of my high school teachers back in Germany put it well: "Man traut es dir einfach nicht zu, obwohl du es so gut kannst" (Translation: one just does not have confidence in your ability, even though you can do it so well)
Anyway, on to my treatment.
Phil reiterated that I need to process things by feeling emotions. That will greatly improve by health. I need to turn a consciousness of "I am what I think" into "I am what I feel", though both, of course, are ultimately just material illusion. However, I find it difficult to express, or even be aware of, how I'm feeling. This is not going to change overnight. It's a long process of person improvement and growth.
In the mean time, the best he can do for me is carry on with the treatment. The effects of the acupuncture don't seem to last very long; only a couple of weeks. However, sometime my body will decide it no longer needs to have its disease (attack itself) and I'll be "cured".
Also, living in a warm (but not too warm), dry place would be good for me. Manchester must be the worst place on earth for my health.
My triple pulses revealed that I was doing better overall. Just a little damp left to clear. Dr. Phil stuck some needles in my legs and wrists. My wrist felt especially weird for quite some time after the treatment. There was definitely some serious energy moving around in this bodily vessel of mine.
Philip also gave me some more Chinese medicine witch-brew/tincture to take. His most recent concoction is for strengthening my blood, allowing it, among other things, to carry more oxygen. That's the next stage in my treatment, apparently.
The doc also noticed that my legs were slight swollen legs. Remedy: I need to drink more water (I remembered afterwards that I had indeed been drinking less than usual after loosing my aluminum water bottle a few weeks ago). Solution: I picked up a Platypus plastic water bottle on my way back to Manchester. This water bottle is collapsible, flexible, durable and very lightweight. The 1 liter bottle weighs just 23 grams / 0.8 oz.
Finally, some dietary recommendations for me: more proteen, some nuts; almonds are good (soaking them overnight removes the toxin they contain).