Visit in Bangkok
I'm in Bangkok.
I received her first message saturday morning. She felt bad, had chest pain and asked me to lookup a few words in the dictionary so she could describe it to the doctors. Sunday morning she called me from the Bumrumgrad international hospital in Bangkok. Her doctor had diagnosed a pulmonary embolism. She had to stay at the hospital and sounded terrible on the phone. I then had a busy day with band and family, but I was worried. I managed to call her monday morning and it sounded like things got even worse. I felt bad, helpless, I didn't know what I could do. I talked to Andreas and Jörg and decided to get a flight to Bangkok. So at 11am I booked a flight with LTU, stuffed a few shirts in my backpack and checked in at 1pm. Thousand thanks to Jörg for taking me to the airport.
At the airport I faced little trouble, because they couldn't find my booking in the computer at the check in counter but it worked all out, after all. Also I had to throw away my sun lotion, because I was not allowed to take the 200ml bottle on the plane with my carry on. I didn't check in any bags, so I had no choice but to leave it behind.
About 14 hours later I arrived in Bangkok, Thailand. I took a Taxi to the hospital, and in room 742 I found the happiest face on earth. I'm glad to be here, even if it's just for a few days. The hospital is modern and huge. They have plenty of staff who all speak [some kind of] English and they're not as strict as in German hospitals. No fixed visiting hours, I can even stay over night on the sofa next to her bed. Yes, there is a sofa next to every bed for visitors. In her room, that's 4 beds, 4 sofas, 4 TVs, 4 phones,... great. :)
View from the hospital window
Colorful fountain in front of the hospital.
I'll be back friday evening, and from then on will try to catch up with my thesis, madly.
Oh, btw: I love hospitals with wireless Lan :)
I received her first message saturday morning. She felt bad, had chest pain and asked me to lookup a few words in the dictionary so she could describe it to the doctors. Sunday morning she called me from the Bumrumgrad international hospital in Bangkok. Her doctor had diagnosed a pulmonary embolism. She had to stay at the hospital and sounded terrible on the phone. I then had a busy day with band and family, but I was worried. I managed to call her monday morning and it sounded like things got even worse. I felt bad, helpless, I didn't know what I could do. I talked to Andreas and Jörg and decided to get a flight to Bangkok. So at 11am I booked a flight with LTU, stuffed a few shirts in my backpack and checked in at 1pm. Thousand thanks to Jörg for taking me to the airport.
At the airport I faced little trouble, because they couldn't find my booking in the computer at the check in counter but it worked all out, after all. Also I had to throw away my sun lotion, because I was not allowed to take the 200ml bottle on the plane with my carry on. I didn't check in any bags, so I had no choice but to leave it behind.
About 14 hours later I arrived in Bangkok, Thailand. I took a Taxi to the hospital, and in room 742 I found the happiest face on earth. I'm glad to be here, even if it's just for a few days. The hospital is modern and huge. They have plenty of staff who all speak [some kind of] English and they're not as strict as in German hospitals. No fixed visiting hours, I can even stay over night on the sofa next to her bed. Yes, there is a sofa next to every bed for visitors. In her room, that's 4 beds, 4 sofas, 4 TVs, 4 phones,... great. :)
View from the hospital window
Colorful fountain in front of the hospital.
I'll be back friday evening, and from then on will try to catch up with my thesis, madly.
Oh, btw: I love hospitals with wireless Lan :)