Cupping Therapy. A Bunch of Hooey?

This passed Labor Day weekend wasn’t a feel ‘amazing’ weekend for me.  Thanks to Advil, and prayer I made it through.  I was anxiously awaiting my acupuncture appointment today because I was getting cupped for the very first time!

Cupping Therapy What is Cupping?

noun: cupping
  1. (in Chinese medicine) a therapy in which heated glass cups are applied to the skin along the meridians of the body, creating suction as a way of stimulating the flow of energy.

How does Cupping work?

Initially it pulls blood into an area. The tissues get saturated with fresh blood while the vacuum pulls stagnant blood out of the area. You can see this in the hickey like appearance that is typically left behind. You may very well look like you made out with an alien.  You may have a black and blue appearance that isn’t painful.

As new blood is forced into the tissues around the cups the body will begin to develop new blood vessels.  This may be why cupping can cause a lasting effect. As the new vessels form they will have the capability to feed the tissues with nutrient and oxygen.

Something else happens early in this process as well. It is called sterile inflammation. Now many hear the word inflammation and think it is a bad thing. After all we take anti-inflammatory when there is pain and swelling so inflammation must be bad, right? But that couldn’t be farther from the truth. Inflammation is the first line of healing. The body releases white blood cells, platelets, fibroblasts and other healing chemicals to promote healing. When the vacuum occurs it causes separation of the different layers of tissue which can cause micro trauma and tearing. The healing chemicals I mentioned above get released and stimulate healing.

My Experience

Some would say this is a bunch of hooey, and I admit, my eyes rolled on this form of Chinese medicine a few years back when I heard about it. However, let me let you on a little secret…..

When you have zero luck with Western Medicine, and refuse to go too far in their drug induced web, you start to look for other avenues, and depending on your desperation you try anything! Like Cupping, Acupuncture, NUCCA, Lymphatic Drainage Massage and some go to the best Physician out there, our God.  Which is where I have gained more strength from in my journey.

Not wanting to make this into a huge spiritual post, but I must give credit where credit is due. My God is amazing! My faith walk in all of this has grown tremendous leaps and bounds.  I am so thankful and joyful, many people don’t see how I could be joyful and thankful.  However, I say, start reaching out to God, and you too will be filled with so much love you will truly be amazed.

It’s like complaining doesn’t even exist in me any longer. Sure, I can get a fleeting thought of doom and despair; however I am so quick to turn that thought into something joyful and happy.  Your tongue can either bless you or curse you. What you say becomes your reality, and this girl refuses to live in a doom and despair reality.

I was a little unsure how it was going to feel. I mean, I went on WebMD and Googled like crazy.   I did my massive internet search, so I was already at Expertise Level in Cupping Therapy within 5 mins.


It wasn’t bad, and actually pretty relaxing. Except I was laying on my boobs weird, and well that didn’t feel too hot. I didn’t know if I could move or not, so I stayed still for 15 mins trying to think of a white sandy beach, and a cute cabana boy taking my drink order.

On a serious note, I went in there with pressure and pain in the left side of my head to my ear.  Nagging and very familiar.  Almost immediately after placing the needles around my ears and the cups on my back, I was free from pain.  My constant drainage had also seized.  Praise God and Thank you, Dr. Baker at Balanced Body!

Towards the end of my session I became the weirdo client. I had strategically put my phone in my back pocket for a ‘cupping selfie’.  Since, I quickly realized it wasn’t very comfortable to move, I could not do my shame free selfie.  So, I did what any normal blogger would do who wanted to document their first cupping session.  I asked if the assistant would take my photo before she took off my torture devises.

Pride?  What pride?

She was happy to do it, and if I heard her right I was the first client to ever ask for her help in a cupping photoshoot.

Here I am in all my cupping glory!

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Cute huh?

I was welcomed with these horrifying photos when I decided to do my research on cupping therapy.

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Is there a body under all those cups?

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This dude looks like he wrapped himself in bubble wrap. Almost makes me want to push him down the stairs just to hear the popping.









Have any of my readers tried cupping?  How has it helped you?  Leave a comment I would love to hear from you!

Much Love,


365Project Day 10 ~ God has a Sense of Humor

Trying to get a little devotion time in this morning, but started it a little late.  Everyone was up.  The kids were demanding, dogs unruly, cats screaming…it was a morning of wishing I had gotten up early enough to start my day with coffee and a few scriptures without having to do everything for everyone.  I took awhile to blossom, so no ones fault but my own.  In the midst of it all, I found myself thanking God for all my blessings…all my loud, obnoxious blessings.

I had no idea what to read this morning.  I just simply asked God to help me find something I could connect with.  The Book John came to me.  That was it, no verse.  So, I started from the beginning.  I didn’t get very far, but when I read John 3:29-30.  This is what it said (amoung other things)

“That’s why my cup is running over.”

I decided to take my reading outside on the porch, hopefully to find some birds to photograph for my project, so my camera was with me.  When I came across that verse, it just hit me.  I started to laugh.   Demands were being screamed at me, baby crying and had blood in her mouth (but had no idea where it was coming from, until I saw she just bit her lip), dogs started to get rowdy  and lastly I poured my coffee a wee bit too full.  I, indeed felt my cup was running over.  Not just literally, but also in every aspect of my life, at that moment.

Well played God, well played.


f3.5 1/125 ISO250 Shot with a 70-200mm@ 70mm

I think my lens isn’t focusing right.  I did get the most important part focused, but it wasn’t tracking right.

Now, before I get hit with emails or comments about me being too “religiously forward”.  I am proud to be a Christian.  It is the only way I get through my life, is to have strong faith.  I have seen God work in my life countless times.  It is indescribable.

I do not care what others do in their lives.  To each their own.  I personally love to have such a diverse group of people, it makes life interesting.

Love everyone and judge no one.  Judging is not our job, but to love is. ~ Unknown