My Chinese experience since 2007.

I realized subconsciously that a person who cares for blind people is empathetic, compassionate, and sensitive, and I was right.

I found colorful landscapes in China, friendly people, great food, and especially love!

China, in 2009, when I was in a challenging physical and mental state, I stopped the treatments after about two months of intensive therapy.

The spectacle of practicing Tai chi and Kung fu with swords was fascinating, time and time again.

The master saw (without asking questions) that I was ill with a severe health condition.

It did not occur to me then that I was dying and about to spend 15 years in endless treatments aimed at survival.

John suffers, like me, from liver disease (HCV). We have spent time in Changsha together many times. Thanks to his initial recommendation, I came to China in the first place.

In the photo with 3 older local Chinese women. The Chinese are kind, curious, and welcoming.

Although I was lying with uncontrolled infections in a modern hospital in Israel, I was diagnosed with severe chronic liver disease (HCV) in Changsha, China.

The dishes at Changsha are very picturesque and wonderfully delicious. Even if I came without an appetite, I always ate.

One of my favorite dishes during my prolonged stay in China.

Winter 2019 at the traditional Chinese medicine hospital, Changsha, China. Clean, tidy, nice, and maintained. There are many like it in every city in China.

I took the picture not at a police station but a traditional Chinese medicine hospital. Most of those photographed are specialists in traditional medical-massage.

Without her, I could not do anything, at least in the early years.

December 2017 Tai Chi with swords with fantastic coordination.

Foot massage, after immersion in very hot water and natural herbal disinfectant.

Patients with severe illnesses do not tend to take "risks" with unconventional treatment methods, which are not part of conventional medicine.

It is difficult to describe the pain and suffering of a rotting body without liver function.

On a hilltop outside the city of Changsha, China, in a pastoral landscape, there was a kung fu school.

My favorite place, I spent all the evenings after the treatments.

Despite the painful treatment, I fell in love with China. At this point, I did not know that I would return to China again and again, due to severe complications of my chronic liver disease.