The Acupuncture and Herb Center
The Acupuncture and Herb Center
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This is a rather self indulgent review, but since Dr. Hou gets four stars, I assume he’ll forgive me!
I’ve been working out and eating reasonably well, but I’m not losing weight as fast as I think I should. While having a midnight snack, I found myself pondering the idea that something could be seriously wrong. When I expressed concern to my husband of my fear that the only thing standing between me and svelte is a sluggish thyroid, he innocently (so he would have me believe) suggested that I try a food log. This was “just in case” I think I’m eating less than I am. A shadow of darkness must have passed over my otherwise cherubic face because he felt obliged to throw in the comment that it must be my thyroid since there’s no doubt “you’re an exercising maniac.”
I, in the sweetest and non-defensive tone I could muster, basically told him to go “take care of your own gut!” Poor guy. He thought he was just helping out and ended up being told he’s looking a lot like Homer Simpson. Well, maybe the anorexic version, but still.
Then, in a tone that clearly indicated the conversation was over he suggested I see doctor if I was that concerned. I decided to go to the acupuncturist and just knew he was going to confirm my suspicion that my weight battle is glandular. Sleek and leggy here I come!
I arrived at the clinic and began telling Dr. Hou my suspicions about my thyroid. He checked the pulses of various meridians, looked at my tongue, eyes, felt the temperature of my hands and feet and then he began to frown. In fact, he looked quite perplexed. Wow, he must be wondering how to break the bad news. My thyroid must be shot to hell! I began imagining how we would get it working again and how in a matter of weeks dozens of pounds would roll off my body into the ethers never to be seen or heard from (?) again! I could start a Thyroid Awareness campaign so other women wouldn’t have to suffer over their weight the way I have! I might even be on Oprah! Not to mention all my new clothes! I’m thirty-seven and my life was going to change forever!
I was so excited that when Dr. Hou asked me what I ate in a typical day I could barely remember. Good thing I’d decided to follow my husband’s advice and write it all down. I took out one of my four notebooks and proudly listed my daily intake and the carefully measured quantities. He began to frown and by time I reached my pre-afternoon workout snack he was pushing my hair aside and hurrying to put tacks along the meridians in my ears. I leaned over to accommodate him and said, “Ok, now how long until these help my thyroid and I start losing weight Dr. Hou?” I mean, now that I had a book tour to plan, an upcoming appearance on Oprah and all the other things that go along with being an inspiration for all women, time is of the essence! Dr. Hou said, “Keep these in for a week.” A week! My wildest dreams come true! Who says you can’t wake up thin! Thank you! Thank you! It was all I could do not to throw my arms around him! I could barely contain my newfound enthusiasm for life!
Then Dr. Hou gently put his hand on my arm and said, “Nothing wrong with thyroid, appetite the problem, keep these in for a week, come back next week and we put in the other ear…pinch daily and decrease the appetite. Big appetite the problem. Not thyroid. Thyroid healthy and vigor.” Oh. So much for my new line of inspirational note cards.
Despite the fact that my view of the road was blurred by tears of humiliation, I managed to arrive home safely. Wouldn’t you know, my husband didn’t have the courtesy to be buried in a book or absorbed in an episode of the Family Guy as I walked through the front door. Nope, he actually had the nerve to jump off the couch, greet me and ask, “So, what did he say about your thyroid babe?” “I DON’T CARE TO DISCUSS IT!” I yelled. I threw my purse on the table and went up the stairs two at a time (I really do work out you know) and stomped into my office.
He followed me and was extremely convincing at feigning his concern, “Babe, you have to tell me what’s wrong. Are you ok?” I showed him the tacks. "These are what’s wrong! Dr. Hou thinks I have a big appetite and need to pinch my ears whenever I feel like eating! I’m never going back!” I spun around in my office chair and though it shames me, I’ll admit I rather childishly kicked the file cabinet.
My husband said nothing for a minute or so and then all of the sudden began to laugh so hard I cried! Now I have to suffer his numerous comments about my “glands” To make it worse, if I’m eating so much as a carrot stick he dashes over, pinches my ears and says, “My woman has a healthy appetite!” He’s also made a few comments about how maybe he’s been pinching me in the wrong place all these years! He says he should have known, since I’ve never grown so much as one promised inch…upwards! Now I get my ears pinched as well as my most well….ample area…just in case. It’s a good thing I’m secure in the fact that he loves every single pinchable inch of me!
Hmm, like I told a good friend, the tacks were a dud and I ate the caramel to prove it. He thought this was wildly hilarious. I’m still not sure why.
It should be said that of course I’m going back to Dr. Hou. I like honesty in an acupuncturist. He’s not only a wonderful acupuncturist to me and many of the Green Bay Packers, but to the average person as well. He is thorough, has an excellent beside manner and all he asks of me is that I be patient when it comes to healing deep seeded physical/emotional issues. I think he means my weight, because several years ago when I went through a brief bout of a condition called “no periods, but not pregnant” he quickly got me on track or should I say back on my courses! He also told me to relax about my weight. Apparently I may have too much damp, but I have “sparkling alert eyes” indicating my general good health. He’s a wonderful practitioner who cured a friend of migraines permanently, helped my mother with chronic back pain, helped another friend with her painful fibromyalgia and has a stellar reputation in town. He has twenty-five years of clinical experience and comes from generations of family practitioners.
His office is immaculate, his healing table sheets are a soothing pink and the music is very relaxing. He’s professional and direct (obviously). Unless we’re talking about my weight issues, he is nothing short of a miracle worker…and well, enough said. I have a friend coming over in a few minutes. Funny, I didn’t know until she was coming (until ten minutes ago), but I baked a cake. Could that be part of the problem? Sorry, Dr. Hou…Against my cookbooks, the tacks didn’t stand a chance.
Dr. Hou and Dr. Zeng D.O.M., L.Ac
The Acupuncture and Herb Center
450 North Military Rd Suite 8
Green Bay WI 920-713-6880
Also in Appleton:
2911 N. Ballard RoadAppleton WI 920-832-8888
I’ve been working out and eating reasonably well, but I’m not losing weight as fast as I think I should. While having a midnight snack, I found myself pondering the idea that something could be seriously wrong. When I expressed concern to my husband of my fear that the only thing standing between me and svelte is a sluggish thyroid, he innocently (so he would have me believe) suggested that I try a food log. This was “just in case” I think I’m eating less than I am. A shadow of darkness must have passed over my otherwise cherubic face because he felt obliged to throw in the comment that it must be my thyroid since there’s no doubt “you’re an exercising maniac.”
I, in the sweetest and non-defensive tone I could muster, basically told him to go “take care of your own gut!” Poor guy. He thought he was just helping out and ended up being told he’s looking a lot like Homer Simpson. Well, maybe the anorexic version, but still.
Then, in a tone that clearly indicated the conversation was over he suggested I see doctor if I was that concerned. I decided to go to the acupuncturist and just knew he was going to confirm my suspicion that my weight battle is glandular. Sleek and leggy here I come!
I arrived at the clinic and began telling Dr. Hou my suspicions about my thyroid. He checked the pulses of various meridians, looked at my tongue, eyes, felt the temperature of my hands and feet and then he began to frown. In fact, he looked quite perplexed. Wow, he must be wondering how to break the bad news. My thyroid must be shot to hell! I began imagining how we would get it working again and how in a matter of weeks dozens of pounds would roll off my body into the ethers never to be seen or heard from (?) again! I could start a Thyroid Awareness campaign so other women wouldn’t have to suffer over their weight the way I have! I might even be on Oprah! Not to mention all my new clothes! I’m thirty-seven and my life was going to change forever!
I was so excited that when Dr. Hou asked me what I ate in a typical day I could barely remember. Good thing I’d decided to follow my husband’s advice and write it all down. I took out one of my four notebooks and proudly listed my daily intake and the carefully measured quantities. He began to frown and by time I reached my pre-afternoon workout snack he was pushing my hair aside and hurrying to put tacks along the meridians in my ears. I leaned over to accommodate him and said, “Ok, now how long until these help my thyroid and I start losing weight Dr. Hou?” I mean, now that I had a book tour to plan, an upcoming appearance on Oprah and all the other things that go along with being an inspiration for all women, time is of the essence! Dr. Hou said, “Keep these in for a week.” A week! My wildest dreams come true! Who says you can’t wake up thin! Thank you! Thank you! It was all I could do not to throw my arms around him! I could barely contain my newfound enthusiasm for life!
Then Dr. Hou gently put his hand on my arm and said, “Nothing wrong with thyroid, appetite the problem, keep these in for a week, come back next week and we put in the other ear…pinch daily and decrease the appetite. Big appetite the problem. Not thyroid. Thyroid healthy and vigor.” Oh. So much for my new line of inspirational note cards.
Despite the fact that my view of the road was blurred by tears of humiliation, I managed to arrive home safely. Wouldn’t you know, my husband didn’t have the courtesy to be buried in a book or absorbed in an episode of the Family Guy as I walked through the front door. Nope, he actually had the nerve to jump off the couch, greet me and ask, “So, what did he say about your thyroid babe?” “I DON’T CARE TO DISCUSS IT!” I yelled. I threw my purse on the table and went up the stairs two at a time (I really do work out you know) and stomped into my office.
He followed me and was extremely convincing at feigning his concern, “Babe, you have to tell me what’s wrong. Are you ok?” I showed him the tacks. "These are what’s wrong! Dr. Hou thinks I have a big appetite and need to pinch my ears whenever I feel like eating! I’m never going back!” I spun around in my office chair and though it shames me, I’ll admit I rather childishly kicked the file cabinet.
My husband said nothing for a minute or so and then all of the sudden began to laugh so hard I cried! Now I have to suffer his numerous comments about my “glands” To make it worse, if I’m eating so much as a carrot stick he dashes over, pinches my ears and says, “My woman has a healthy appetite!” He’s also made a few comments about how maybe he’s been pinching me in the wrong place all these years! He says he should have known, since I’ve never grown so much as one promised inch…upwards! Now I get my ears pinched as well as my most well….ample area…just in case. It’s a good thing I’m secure in the fact that he loves every single pinchable inch of me!
Hmm, like I told a good friend, the tacks were a dud and I ate the caramel to prove it. He thought this was wildly hilarious. I’m still not sure why.
It should be said that of course I’m going back to Dr. Hou. I like honesty in an acupuncturist. He’s not only a wonderful acupuncturist to me and many of the Green Bay Packers, but to the average person as well. He is thorough, has an excellent beside manner and all he asks of me is that I be patient when it comes to healing deep seeded physical/emotional issues. I think he means my weight, because several years ago when I went through a brief bout of a condition called “no periods, but not pregnant” he quickly got me on track or should I say back on my courses! He also told me to relax about my weight. Apparently I may have too much damp, but I have “sparkling alert eyes” indicating my general good health. He’s a wonderful practitioner who cured a friend of migraines permanently, helped my mother with chronic back pain, helped another friend with her painful fibromyalgia and has a stellar reputation in town. He has twenty-five years of clinical experience and comes from generations of family practitioners.
His office is immaculate, his healing table sheets are a soothing pink and the music is very relaxing. He’s professional and direct (obviously). Unless we’re talking about my weight issues, he is nothing short of a miracle worker…and well, enough said. I have a friend coming over in a few minutes. Funny, I didn’t know until she was coming (until ten minutes ago), but I baked a cake. Could that be part of the problem? Sorry, Dr. Hou…Against my cookbooks, the tacks didn’t stand a chance.
Dr. Hou and Dr. Zeng D.O.M., L.Ac
The Acupuncture and Herb Center
450 North Military Rd Suite 8
Green Bay WI 920-713-6880
Also in Appleton:
2911 N. Ballard RoadAppleton WI 920-832-8888
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