A normal/not-so-normal-day

I woke up grumpy. Not normal.

Beautiful sunrise. Normal.

After coffee and Qi Gong with Jim, I still felt out of sorts, no energy. I sat; he gonged. Decided to go to the doctor. Definitely not normal.

Leo, who came to see if I needed anything from town, offered to take me and be my interpreter. “Do you want to see the cheap doctor or the good doctor?”

“I don’t care. I just want to make sure I don’t have pneumonia.” The “cheap” doctors are those who are working off government loans for education. I have been to them more than once. I got excellent care and diagnosis...