September 5, 2010
Day 8
Hello you lovely people. It’s 12:00. I don’t care; I say it’s still the fifth. I finally got the damn clock to work, clock: 0 me:1 (HA! What a lie, more like clock: 5 computer: 100 Internet: 60 me: 1). Today I just became a much worse player at Never Have I Ever. I have now made a long distance phone call, have communicated by myself completely in another language for hours at a time, and have ridden in an ambulance.
To make a long, rather tedious, story short, while I was at her house, Grace asked me where the appendix was and then declared that her side hurt and that she needed to go to the Hospital. She sat down (that didn’t hurt as much) while I used her phrasebook to explain* to her family what was wrong. Their car was out at the time so her sister (Laura, you’ll know if you watch the videos) called an ambulance. We made plans to meet our (bilingual) Resident Director at the hospital and immediately set out.
During the ride and while Grace sat across from a secretary, they questioned her as to when she was hurt. She was in no condition to answer, so I tried my best to explain myself. Unfortunately, the few well-learned words of Italian that I recited to the medical staff convinced them that I knew Italian, so they fired me with rapid questions that utterly confused me. It was like that one day when you’re learning to swim, and you braggingly paddle a bit in the shallow end so the instructor sees you and plunks you into the deep end. In other words, I was soon in over my head.
Fortune smiled on us when Mr. Scanlon (the Resident Director) showed up to assist us. He was the only one permitted to stay with Grace, though he texted me updates on her (In Italian by the way, the cheeky bastard, would it kill him to inform me of crucial information in, say, English, both of our first languages?)
Three hours of waiting around were worth it in the end when Grace emerged from the hospital, full of a pain-killer that made her “floaty” in her words, but feeling much better and with a prescription for the next two weeks. She had an IV and a blood analysis, which proved her pain to be due to kidney stones. Poor Grace, I’ve heard they’re very painful. Anyone here had them? Let me know. A video about it is here
Ha, I just reread this post and I saw that I promised a shorted version of the story…. Pushing 400 words. Oops :P
However, lies aside, it’s now after 1 and I have to wake up for my first day of school as an upperclassman in less than 6 hours. Goodnight carinos.
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