I unexpectedly discover that drugs cost no more here than in Australia.
I’m getting to become very familiar with all aspects of the health system: hospitals, home visits by doctors, I have my own physician now I go to at least weekly and a pharmacy. My sense is that they all care and know what they are talking about.
My physician’s rooms are charmingly old-fashioned, a little chaotic, there don’t seem to be any appointments, one turns up and something happens sooner or later. I was specifically organised by my hospital doctors to see somebody ‘good’ who speaks English and is near where I live.
The first time I saw her she asked me how long I had been sick before I came to hospital. When I said a couple of weeks she said how brave and strong I was. But her look said ‘you are completely insane.’
So now I’m trying to do the opposite of usual and pay more attention and give more weight to how I feel. The trouble is, it is hard to get that balance right between being cavalier and paranoid. So right now I have come down with something again, I hope just a cold, not the flu but I can’t tell. On the one hand I want to say ha. Just the flu, won’t kill me. On the other, that is pretty much what I said the week starting the 20 November and it wasn’t just the flu and it did almost kill me….aaarrrggggggghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!