So I was brave and I survived yesterday. It was fine--not super fun, but doable, especially with Mom's hand to hold and squeeze tight. Mom lost count of the number of needles somewhere intheh 20s. At one point I could see 17 or 18. Note to self: keep eyes closed tight!!
And when I go back tomorrow for another treatment I'll be taking my iPod along for some distraction--thinking about what's going on is worse than what is actually going on for sure!
At the end of the treatment they hooked up electrical leads to some of the needles and turned on the electricity. Electric acupuncture! It was weird but I survived, despite feeling trapped and claustrophobic. This morning I don't feel all that different but I still have high hopes for big results.