no excuse to be all consumptive and tragic
so interesting thing the other day.
whent to the hospital to finish my physical and finally get all my stuff sent off. its 9am and i have class at 10. they take me into the exam room and measure the oh so faint pink patch on my arm from the TB test i got on saturday. they measure it some more and then the nurse writes on my paper. TB test- possitive.
possitive?
so i'm a bit worried at this point and the woman speaks very little english and i speak very little japanese. bit of a comunication problem. i gather the patch was to big by aparently 5 millimiters and so i'm possitive for TB exposure.
five friggen millimeters.
now i'm getting increasingly worried since i don't know much about tuberculosis except for that it killed people in the old days. not a pleasent thought. especially when they are dragging me over to the lab area to get a chest x-ray. i have to go in a room and take off everything above the waist. then put on this tiney blue robe that doesn't even close all the way because i'm so big. i get led into another room and have to hold my arms out with my chin on a rest while holding my breath so they could to the x-ray. then i'm back to being dressed and waiting. i'm getting more nervous by the moment. finally one of the younger aids comes up and tells me in broken english that there is something wrong with the x-ray machine and so i have to wait more.
class starts in 15 minutes.
i try to explain and finally get it across that i can't sit here for another hour. we discuss it and i set a time to come back at 1. so i'm out of there as quick as i can and i'm still freaking out a little inside. so i got to my class and discover i have my last test of the year before the final.
today. now to be exact.
so i haven't studied at all and i'm sitting there contemplating whether i'm going to die or at least end up spending thousands of dollars on medicine for a long time. either way sophia isn't going to accept me so my life is basically shot to hell. needless to say it was a bit hard to concentrate. soon enough it was getting time to go back to the hospital and i whent to the CIE to beg and plead anyone who could spare a moment to come and translate for me. as always most people were in the office right then but i finally got a girl to understand how worried i was and so she came with me. so i whent back to the hospital.
and waited.
we waited a lot. it sucked. when the nurse i was looking for finally spotted us she told us to wait some more. finally she came up and handed me the exam paper i had given her and told us it would be 70 dollars. the girl with me talked to her for a second and then we left.
wait a moment.
so she explains as we're walking back that the x-ray was ok now and i didnt have anything in my lungs. so thats good. i don't have TB. huge relief. spent the rest of the day telling people it like an idiot. all in all a very stressful day.
more later. maybe. bye!
whent to the hospital to finish my physical and finally get all my stuff sent off. its 9am and i have class at 10. they take me into the exam room and measure the oh so faint pink patch on my arm from the TB test i got on saturday. they measure it some more and then the nurse writes on my paper. TB test- possitive.
possitive?
so i'm a bit worried at this point and the woman speaks very little english and i speak very little japanese. bit of a comunication problem. i gather the patch was to big by aparently 5 millimiters and so i'm possitive for TB exposure.
five friggen millimeters.
now i'm getting increasingly worried since i don't know much about tuberculosis except for that it killed people in the old days. not a pleasent thought. especially when they are dragging me over to the lab area to get a chest x-ray. i have to go in a room and take off everything above the waist. then put on this tiney blue robe that doesn't even close all the way because i'm so big. i get led into another room and have to hold my arms out with my chin on a rest while holding my breath so they could to the x-ray. then i'm back to being dressed and waiting. i'm getting more nervous by the moment. finally one of the younger aids comes up and tells me in broken english that there is something wrong with the x-ray machine and so i have to wait more.
class starts in 15 minutes.
i try to explain and finally get it across that i can't sit here for another hour. we discuss it and i set a time to come back at 1. so i'm out of there as quick as i can and i'm still freaking out a little inside. so i got to my class and discover i have my last test of the year before the final.
today. now to be exact.
so i haven't studied at all and i'm sitting there contemplating whether i'm going to die or at least end up spending thousands of dollars on medicine for a long time. either way sophia isn't going to accept me so my life is basically shot to hell. needless to say it was a bit hard to concentrate. soon enough it was getting time to go back to the hospital and i whent to the CIE to beg and plead anyone who could spare a moment to come and translate for me. as always most people were in the office right then but i finally got a girl to understand how worried i was and so she came with me. so i whent back to the hospital.
and waited.
we waited a lot. it sucked. when the nurse i was looking for finally spotted us she told us to wait some more. finally she came up and handed me the exam paper i had given her and told us it would be 70 dollars. the girl with me talked to her for a second and then we left.
wait a moment.
so she explains as we're walking back that the x-ray was ok now and i didnt have anything in my lungs. so thats good. i don't have TB. huge relief. spent the rest of the day telling people it like an idiot. all in all a very stressful day.
more later. maybe. bye!