On Friday I woke up feeling rotten. I went to the Institute to talk
to Anael, the assistant. It turns out she was sick, so I had to wait
for Dana. She made me an appointment at the clinic for ex-pats, but
she couldn't come with me. So I got to experience European healthcare
all on my own...
It was quite the adventure.
After taking the metro to the end of the line, riding the tram two
miles, and then walking down a ginormous hill, I found the clinic
[after going in the wrong building...twice], I went into the the
English speaking [hallelujah!] clinic. The doctor listened to my
lungs and determined that I had bronchitis, which I already
suspected. He gave me 4 prescriptions, told me not to breathe cold
air, and to rest for three days. Hmmm...does he know where we are?
Walking is necessary to do anything, and it is super cold. He told me
to go home and stay there for the weekend.
I stayed inside. All weekend. Going stir crazy. And feeling awful.
This morning, walking to the metro, I have never been so excited to
go outside in my entire life. Ahh fresh air. Plus, I feel much
better. YAY!!
Sorry for the boring post, but I didn't do a whole lot this weekend.
but now I'm free!
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