Abstract
The first time that I participated in the Christian/Vaishnava dialogue weekend, I had been suffering from a debilitating viral cough. I had seen my internist who, after weeks of my non-stop coughing, had given me an antibiotic. It didn’t work. Lung x-rays were clear. The doctor didn’t know what else to do. My immune system would have to shake it off. Trying to boost my immune system, I visited an acupuncturist several times. The last visit was the very morning that our dialogue began. Days later, I learned that the acupuncturist thought this cough might be a strain of tuberculosis that had reemerged in our area. She was extremely concerned. After consulting her colleagues, she had called my home and left a message urging me to see my doctor again. But I wasn’t home.
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