Giving Thanks

I've spent quite a bit of time in the Chinese Hospital again :-( Tuesday I felt so ill that I didn't see, notice or care much about what they said or done or what went on around me. After blood tests etc, I was told "Stomach Cold and a Bacterial infection" hence why I spent the whole previous night with my head in a toilet bowl (that is when my Butt wasn't occupying the space) It really was very nasty, I can't remember a stomach virus that made me feel so unwell..anyway without going into the details to much... I could only just walk on Tuesday and because of this, I ended up on a bed with an antibiotic,saline,glucose drip for three hours (first part of a three day course)The next two days the drip was much quicker only an hour visit each time as I was now stronger and they could feed the drip through more quickly.
The second and third days I got to observe the goings on around me more. People everywhere, A big room for people to sit in and hang their drips up for an hour or so, guys coughing and spluttering with drips in while they still puff on their cigarettes. Girls yelling at their boyfriends (a sign of affection I'm told...apparently shows they care :-)Babies through to old people, all sitting around with drips in their hands. On the third day we walked back to the room where they had been giving me my antibiotics and the room was empty....The twenty or so beds, chairs, patients, Doctors and Nurses....ALL GONE! So for the third day I joined everyone else on the chairs and observed all that I have mentioned. It is very interesting. I have to say I am truly grateful to the hospital and the staff for making me feel better, I really felt so ill and they were very efficient and good. I think good Nurses must be the same the world over, they should be held in very high esteem. Whilst things are different here, they still do the best with what they have and in many situations seem more efficient, especially when you think of the pure number of people they have to deal with everyday.