No tai chi today

Pulmonary embolism. Devoid of meaning, the words are almost pretty. I already knew "pulmonary" meant "having to do with the lungs." Embolism seems to be something to do with blood clots. My teacher, Don Schurman, is currently in the hospital due to Pulmonary Embolism. *sighs* He's been getting weaker, these past two years. The gods alone know how much longer he'll last, but it seems like each crisis is just a little bit worse. From the looks of things, his condition is usually treatable with anti-clotting medications, with occasional surgical intervention.

I really, really hate feeling helpless. It's like flashing back to last year at this time. You know what else I hate? February. And it's coming up. All 28 bloody days of it.