Fuck.
I'm patiently waiting for my IV to be hooked up so I can get out of this sweltering room. Not only is the room an oven but I sit here WRAPPED in a FLANNEL sling and body wrap. It's like summer all over again. Ask any Korean though and they'll say its fall because beach season has ended even though the temperature is the exact same. Regardless, Aircon is no longer a word that computes on the peninsula. Thank goodness for friends who bring ice cream!
You know what? I think I'm just going to be a Moody Trudy and regale you of the ridiculous things I have to do at this hospital.
Cutlery
Cutlery is provided; your typical Korean chop sticks and soup spoon. Oddly enough you are in charge of washing your own cutlery, even though all the bowls and lids are washed elsewhere. Is this sanitary when you have one-armed people struggling to wash their cutlery?
Doctors
I have had two constant doctors throughout my life and they are almost identical: glasses, lean, horrible penmanship, and really hairy arms. This generally carries over to TV doctors as well. My Korean replacement has glasses ... and that's the only cross-over. This guy has a super fat face, legible writing (and its his second alphabet!) and always has long sleeves to hide his arms. At least he doesn't smoke, as far as I know.
Nurses
At home nurses always seemed like waitresses with those service lines: "Is there anything you need?" "Do you need an extra _____" "How about a sponge bath?"
Maybe that last one's only at Brazzers Hospital. There's nothing like that here and its horseshit. Oh my IV's here slowing down my typing two-fold. I'll end it that the nurses are both good and bad. I could write about their beauty for hours on end but at a later date. Maybe once this flannel junk is off.
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