My life in Beijing is improving with the weather. And to my utter dismay, after seven treatments at the local hospital my arm actually seems to be recovering after four months of misery. There are some people I miss so badly I can cry, but I at least feel that I can make it through the next six months alive. There were moments when I truly wondered.
February 28, 2003
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