Acupuncture is one of those things that scares the bejeezus out of some people, mystifies others, and is whole-heartedly accepted by a small minority of people who think sticking .18mm diameter wires into your body is a good thing.
Frankly, it is a good thing, at least for me. When I injured by hand five years ago I went to an acupuncturist to use a different, non-Western Medicine alternative. Hey, Western Medicine™ sewed it all back together, and I'm all about that. But I figured if the Chinese have been sticking needles in themselves for 4000 years, who am I to judge. Then again, they eat dog.
But it works. I don't know if it channels my qi or releases endorphins or whatever sticking small needles in my body does. But it works. I feel better. So I keep doing it.
Today was Knee Day. I got the all over pincushion but there was special focus on my knee from a spill I took a few weeks ago. And you know what? It feels better. My knee qi is in harmony with the rest of the Universe.
P.S. Acu is Latin for needle. Just had to throw that out there. 'Cause I'm a geek.