Year Three, Day 213 and Day 214: Chai Tea Memories

I was going to blog last night when I got home. I started to, but then fell right to sleep! So I am blogging for yesterday and today right now!

It will be short. I need to go get in a hot tub soak and steam room experience before I teach. My cough and congestion is back. With vengeance!

I called my nurse practitioner. The receptionist told me they just received the results of my x-ray. He will consult with her to see if I need an appointment. I told him I was busy this week, but next week I am off and can come in. I also told him that the antibiotics worked pretty well the first few days, but I completed my course Friday and now my symptoms have returned. I asked him if he could ask her if I could get a refill of my Azithromycin to hold me over until I see her again?

They will call me later today.

On the way to the library today, I stopped at Starbucks. I felt the need for a Chai tea. I got a "lightly sweetened Chai with almond milk". It is lovely!

And as I sat, sipping the light sweetness, with a slight spicy after taste at the bus stop, I had a flashback. Years ago I taught two sweet girls. Their parents were from India. They dad had recently suffered a massive heart attack and could not work. They would trade me homemade Indian food for piano lessons. Wonderful students! Sweet family. Fantastic food! And better yet, the dad would always bring me a mug of freshly brewed Chai tea. He commented that it would help my cough.

This was many years ago that I started teaching them. At least 10. The oldest is now in med school back east.

So this cough has been around for awhile!

I should start charging it rent.

I wanted to tell you more about my student recital. It was such an incredible experience. Interestingly enough, I did not cough the whole evening.

So if indeed my chest x-ray is negative, I believe that there is an emotional component. I am going to try acupuncture and Tai Chi next!

But now, I must run.

Talk to you tomorrow!

Love,

Zita

P.S. Here are days 176 and 177 of my daily hooping! The weather is simply gorgeous, even if it is chilly!

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