Meow, it’s me. It’s become cool at night. Are you fine? Not so much for mom, actually. She tries to keep her good sleep by controlling an air conditioner, an electric fan, blankets made of toweling and thicker one. However, she often fails to make the best environment being half in a dream when she feels cold or hot. Well, why don’t you put on a nice ever-coat like me? Anyway, her bed is mine after she leaves. Good day. Purrr …
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A sampling day to see Dr. A, gives Mei-Shun waiting time of 2 weeks in minimum to know good result. Her hospital accommodates many big trees including gingko, some of which are female with branches full of fruits in this season. Oh, let’s not park under them. Air is quite smelly around, caused by ones already fell on the ground. She cordially wishes it would symbolize tasty nuts only, not such a horrible outcome.
Mei-Shun goes ahead on diet little by little. She has continued walking and stretching exercise since April. It seems working well, giving her lower body skin moisture for example. Regarding weight, however, she lost a few with her regular eating. So she decided to refrain from sweet dessert as much as possible. She is so scared of gaining lost weight back that allows them once a week, expecting a little reward of effort to result in achievement in the long run.
And Solar September starts from today. It is a nice coincidence for the first days of modern and older calendars to meet on the same date, isn’t it? That also means we have a new moon tonight, the best timing to make your wish to a god. Mei-Shun’s is good health of course, not only for herself but for her family and friends. Health in body leads to one in mind, collaborate to create beauty and happiness. She wishes she could wish for everybody including those she does not know.
Thank you so much, Dr. A. She gave Mei-Shun “Yes” phone call last night, telling her no problem was found in the latest blood sample. It is said no news is good news. Mei-Shun agrees with this old saying and makes it a rule not to think about the disease after her regular visit to the hospital. Please, ma chérè mère, let her do so every time.
Thank you so much, Dr. I. She is Mei-Shun’s home dermatologist. She shaved her left sole to pick up a kernel out of a corn. Mei-Shun actually had two, with bigger one grown up to give her a sense of discomfort. “Here it is,” said Dr. I showing it in light yellow. Oh, what a big one! She means, as a rolled-up skin ball around 5mm in diameter. It is so weird to have such a vegetable in you, isn’t it?
In preparation for it, Mei-Shun had her molar of the lower left jaw shaven a little more 2 weeks before. In spite of a narcotic injection, it really hurt. And last Saturday morning, she had to endure that pain again. Just a small part of nerve seems to be at the surface of the tooth under construction. She wished from the bottom of the heart it had been the very final difficulty to overcome. What she must be aware of is who deserved a series of disturbance.
Typhoon VII, or Chanthu roared over Kanto area around midnight. One thing for Mei-Shun is that she tends to catch a slight cold by failure in air conditioning while typhoons go by. They bring heavy rain and sultriness which force her to be shut up indoors all day long. She knows artificially cooled bedroom is the worst for health, yet it is the best after bath. Ms. Full Moon, great to see you. Please tell her what to do when she misses you in thick clouds.
It makes Mei-Shun feel a kind of thrilled to change her regular schedule — she has seen Dr. A in Friday morning so far. However, it would be in Tuesday afternoon from now on. It has been a bit difficult to find convenient parking space before noon, while she knows it is quite easy to do after lunch time. Furthermore, since her “every other month” means 8 weeks precisely, it would see October 4th for the next appointment. If kept on Friday, it would have been on September 30th to tell a lie to dear followers.
It has come on Mei-Shun’s molar of the lower right jaw. Yes, on the right. Actually, she had her left jaw swollen by narcotic injection in June. She therefore had her right molar shaven instead of left last month — no nerve, no pain for this one since it decayed seriously 2 decades before. It is regretful that she did not take good care of her teeth in younger days. They say Streptococcus mutans infect in babyhood, yet such finding is based on accumulated sacrifice by millions of patients.
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