Tuesday, July 26, 2011

Airport Doctor


Still feeling that giant gash in my back and remembering the pile of cow shit that was about a foot away from where I landed. Who knew what sorts of flesh eating bacteria lived in India. It didn't help that Shannon got about 4 different shots before he came to India. Whereas, my doctor in Japan almost laughed when I asked about malarial medicine. Maybe Americans are just xenophobic to everything or is the rest of the world too relaxed. Anyway, the thought of a tetanus shot sounded life saving.

We walked in the clean and spotless infirmary... something we werent really used to in India. I told them I had a few cuts on my back that I would like to get taken care of. Showed him my back, and he asked what happened... We jumped off a train... I think he basically said something along the lines as 'you must be retarded.' Yea...

Anyway, two nurses happily inflicted pain on me with their alcohol and iodine rinses. After I got re-bandaged, I was on the receiving end of a tetanus. Since that shot makes your arm sore she massaged my arm for a bit and then said some broken English. "Your arm massage." Well, i thought this was some pretty good treatment, and just as i was about to get relaxed she stopped and told me to do it myself. So, I sat there like tool massaging my arm.
All the while, Shannon is standing off to the side taking pictures and throwing sly comments my way.

Time to go, i was wondering what the damage would be. I only had a few Rbps left on me. Luckily, India is nothing like the overpriced US of A. I think the total came to about 5 dollars. Joke was on Shannon who spent like $400 getting all of his shots and medicine. Goes to show you should wait until you are injured (in a 3rd world country) to seek medical attention. A prescription in hand we walked around to pharmacy and get some antibiotics.

We still had a few hours until we were permitted to enter the actual airport. I still dont understand that. We have our flight papers/tickets and they wouldn't let us into the airport until about 2 hours before our departure time. With nothing better to do, we decided to kill some time by eating icecream, watching Super Jail, and taking naps.

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