I'm going to a traditional doctor of Oriental medicine in Chinatown in Vancouver.
He wrote my diagnosis and gave the recipe to the 2 older women in the front
of the shop to fill. Like little elves (they were about half my height) they
opened drawers and jars of all sorts of things and weighed the items on a hand
brass scale, placing all the preparations on individual pieces of brown paper.
As they're scurrying about, I ask him what some of the items are, and ask about
different items around me. (I'll take photos next week). This recipe for
strengthening the blood and building immunity is over 2000 years old!
These ingredients are all for the stock that I need to cook each day.
I thanked him for not including the dried geckos, watersnakes,
and seahorses in my remedy.
This magnificent botanical world blossomed for me as I watched the women
putting all the ingrediants on the organic paper.
Here is my first "creation" with my remedy. I wish that
I could just stay in the shop overnight and have free reign of all the goodies.