Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Sick overseas

Let me tell you something - getting sick while you are traveling over seas is one of the worst experiences of my life. Ever. It sucks.

When I was in England in 2009, I came down with a cold. It wasn't fun and I was on vacation at the time. But let me say, at least in England, I could go to the store and look in the medicine aisle and I could read all the labels. That was good.

I've gotten sick here in China. I think it's a sinus infection or something. At home, I could take care of it, no problem. Here is much harder. All the packaging is in Chinese (go figure) so I'm not really sure what it is that I'm taking. On top of that, the woman who went with me to the pharmacy to get said medication did not have the best grasp of the English language. I think what I bought was something for the cough that won't stop and I think the other might be some sort of anti-biotic. It's very hard to tell.

The other thing that is strange is the sheer amount of the medicine that I have to take. The cough medicine is three pill three times a day with my meals. The anti-biotic is two pills once a day. I feel a bit like a druggie popping all the pills, but if it works, I'll try it.

I do realize that this post must sound very cynical and a lot like whining and I'm sorry. I'll try to avoid that as much as possible, but every now and then, a girl just needs to whine.

Thanks guys. Until next time

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