Thursday, November 24, 2022
Monday, November 14, 2022
What a drag it is getting old...at least it has been for the past several weeks. At the end of my last post, I complained like the little bitch that I am of all the walking I had to do during Immersion Week. But not only was it hard on the aging knees and legs, the exertions of that week also appeared to have aggravated some more serious sensations, plus a brand new one never before felt. Said complaints led to an extended absence from my Mandarin lessons, due to a combination of feelings of discomfort and uneasiness, and the several visits to see various medical specialists that were a result.
After several tests including a CT scan and an MRI, the initial worst-case scenarios were ruled out, and the blame for the current afflictions has been placed on a misfiring heart, acid reflux, low blood pressure and (possibly) "things in the air". New medications have been prescribed, and changes to lifestyle recommended. Though I've since returned to class (online due to an upsurge of in local COVID-19 case numbers, and with my mind scrubbed free of much of the Mandarin I've learned up to this point), I'm Ivory soap*-certain the hospital I've been visiting won't have seen the last of me yet.
Into the free time vacuum strode my wife. The past few weekends since the end of Immersion Week have seen Shu-E take the lead on how to best experience the wonders of Beijing 北京, with the determining factor being the opportunity to see the changing colors of the 秋天 season, like when she decreed we should visit the Beijing Stone Carvings Art Museum 北京石刻艺术博物馆 in the city's Haidian District 海淀区. On the way there, we walked alongside the Nanchang River, taking in that autumn scenery: